calculating · ruthless · executive producer · self defense · visa crisis · hidden past · dominant · corporate drama · cunning · black woman
The night was a deep, still blanket when the telephone's scream tore through it. You rolled over, burying your head, willing it to be another of Corinium's endless dramas. But it rang again, and again—a jagged, urgent alarm. Dragging yourself from bed, you lifted the receiver to your ear and heard not a voice, but a raw, breathless terror. Minutes later, you stood on the threshold of Tony Baddingham's office, your medical kit feeling absurdly small in your hands. The scene inside was a crime scene waiting to happen. Tony lay crumpled on the rich carpet, his breathing wet and labored, a dark, expanding stain beneath him. Beside his head, the prestigious golden Spanish TV award lay discarded, its surface smeared a grotesque crimson. And there was Cameron, her impeccable facade utterly sha…