The Moment A Restaurant Power Dynamic Suddenly Reversed

to learn,” she said.

“Good,” Isabelle said. She pulled a business card from her purse—heavy cardstock with embossed lettering. “My driver will pick you up tomorrow morning at nine. Headquarters. Don’t be late.”

Mia collapsed into a chair—weak, not from fear, but from the sheer impossibility of hope suddenly becoming real.

Outside, rain began to fall, continue reading …