Chapter 95 THE WAR ROOM AND THE UNFILTERED TRUTH

The former communications director’s glass office was a mausoleum of corporate boredom. Everything was white, gray, and beige. It lacked oxygen, it lacked color, and above all, it lacked the necessary chaos to think clearly.

But that was about to change.

"Clear the desk!" I yelled, sweeping my for...

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