Jace
Stephen keeps staring at Becca like he’s trying to dissect her with his eyes.
That’s his thing. Everything is a chessboard with him. Every person a piece he can shove around until the board looks exactly how he wants.
Except this time the board isn’t his.
And he doesn’t know it yet.
A reporter pushes forward.
“Mr Hale, are you saying Rebecca Carter fabricated the documents?”
Stephen doesn’t hesitate.
“That’s one possibility.”
Becca lets out the tiniest laugh beside me.
Not loud.
Just enough to be heard.
Stephen’s eyes snap to her.
There’s heat there now.
Real anger.
“Do you find this amusing, Rebecca?” he asks.
Her smile widens slightly.
“I find a lot of things amusing today.”
A few reporters chuckle nervously.
Stephen doesn’t.
His jaw tightens.
“Your behaviour is
