Chapter 5: The Ash Family

The quarterly board mixer was held on the eleventh floor, in a room with a view of the harbor and canapés that cost more per tray than Mia's first month of rent. She hadn't wanted to come, but attendance had been framed to her, gently, as expected of new client-facing staff, and so she stood near the windows nursing a club soda and trying to look like she belonged. "You're new," said a voice besi...