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“Where’s the fire?”

Zara’s eyes narrowed and her lips pursed “The fire is my life and career now that I’ve been stuck with soest job ofme shit for every idea and you don’t even knohat the hell you’re doing” She stepped up, jabbing her finger athoht I was

Only, I wasn’t clueless here My ideas—most of my ideas were solid “I’ve thrown my fair share of parties and been to a hell of a lot more than most people”

“So down some deck stairs, a plastic tablecloth, and chicks in bikinis is hardly event planning”

“How’d you know my favorite way to celebrate?” The words were so dry, she had to sain some moisture

“My career hangs in the balance with this job”

“So does mine” This was so much more than a job to me

She clenched her fist on the top of her bag “A job you don’t need”

Little did she know “I’ to screw it up on purpose or drop the ball”

“Why are you doing this? What’s in it for you?” She locked her ar the shit out of me

It would be easy to tell her to go screw herself Or that it was none of her daether was the only e’d beat Oren & Co

“Sa toagain I don’t want to lose the legacy Felix built Neither does Sam This is just as important to me as it is to you”

Her head tilted to the side, sizinga shit about everything orked on for the past two days

“So this is about family” Her stance softened a little

“Yes It’s about the family I lost and the family I have left”