Chapter 30 - The Wardrobe
Monday morning arrived crisp and bright. I stood before my full-length mirror, carefully choosing my armor for the battle ahead.
I bypassed the standard, conservative corporate gray suits. Instead, I selected a sharp, impeccably tailored crimson suit. It was the color of absolute power, the color of blood, the color of a woman who utterly refused to blend into the background or be intimidated into submission.
I applied my makeup lightly. For the first time in years, I didn't bother trying to conceal the faint scar on my cheek. I let it remain visible in the harsh light. It was my badge of honor, my proof of survival.
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I picked up my leather briefcase, feeling the solid, reassuring weight of the encrypted hard drive inside. Grant had tried to take my dignity; Marcus Vance was trying to take my hard-earned reputation. Today, I would take Vance's entire world, and I wouldn't lose a second of sleep over it.
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