Fifty-three:
Piper Powell
I missed the days of having my own life. Of having my apartment, and a job to go to. Since Richard Tanager had died, I’d been at the mansion. I wasn’t even sure how long it had been since I had even had my apartment. When I agreed to work for Tanager Inc, I moved into the mansion again. Since Ransom and I were together, in some ways it was good. In other ways, I missed my freedom. But with Christian back in the picture, I was relieved that I had Ransom’s safety net of wealth around me.
I’d had to give up my apartment. I’d had to give up my whole life really. Not that I had had much of one before. If Christian was in the picture, and he was an EVO, I had no idea what was going to happen. He was my waking nightmare.
I could still only remember bi
