The Wife He Hid in the Kitchen
The review began the next morning.
It was not a spectacle.
No guards walked Crispin out of an office; no employees celebrated a downfall.
His most sensitive decision-making powers were narrowed, responsibilities were reassessed, and it was established that any major move would now require the kind of approval he’d long treated as a formality.
Crispin called Lenore nine times before noon.
She answered the tenth.
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