Carter Consulting Group officially opened on a Tuesday morning.
The office was small. Fifteenth floor of Knight Capital's building, two doors down from Liam's suite. But it was mine. My name on the door. My desk. My future.
Harper had sent flowers. Marcus sent champagne. Even Richard Cole, still recovering in the hospital, sent a card that read simply: Make them wish they'd never started with you.
I was arranging the flowers when my phone rang. Unknown number.
"Carter Consulting Group, this is Violet."
"Ms. Carter? My name is David Chen. I'm CEO of NexTech Solutions." He sounded nervous. "I saw your press conference yesterday. And I... I need help."
"What kind of help?"
"The kind only someone who's survived a public crisis can provide." He took a breath. "My company had a data breac
