Chapter 11 - THE RIGHT HAND
"Don't thank me," Victoria interrupted, handing Jade a sleek black business card embossed with gold lettering. "You have a terrifying memory, flawless instincts under fire, and you don't panic when the world ends. I just fired my head of security. I need someone who notices the things other people miss." Jade looked down at the card. There was no title, just a private phone number. She looked up at the billionaire. The fear was gone, replaced by a fierce, newfound resolve. "When do I start?" Jade asked. Victoria smiled, stepping into the back of a waiting armored SUV. "Get some sleep, Jade. We have an empire to clean up tomorrow."
