Finance manager.
COO.
Legal.
My chest tightened.
Corporate card flagged for international personal travel…
Another message:
Documentation forwarded by Elena Carter regarding suspected misuse of funds.
I stared at the screen.
Elena.
Of course.
Before becoming a flight attendant, she had worked in finance compliance.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
Another message came in—from her.
I hope first class is worth the audit.
My throat went dry.
Vanessa saw my face.
“What now?”
“Nothing,” I said quickly.
She reached for my phone. I pulled it back.
Her eyes hardened.
“Don’t start hiding things now.”
I leaned closer. “This is not the time.”
“No,” she said coldly. “The time was before you put me on a plane with your wife.”
That landed.
Hard.
By the time we began descending, everything was unraveling.
My company.
My reputation.
My marriage.
When the plane landed, Elena stood at the door again.
