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Elena had been running on caffeine and regret for three weeks straight, ever since the assignment dropped. Corporate spy work wasn't the glamorous life of trench coats and dead dro...
Elena dissolved the vitamin D supplement in her morning water, watching it fizz like a small, controlled chemical reaction. She'd been doing this every day for three months—since M...
The corporate **pyramid** had been Elena's life for twenty years. She'd climbed it rung by bloodied rung, reaching the apex only to find the air too thin to breathe, the view too d...
The papaya sat on her kitchen counter for three days, its skin mottled like a bruised sunset, before Elena finally cut it open. She hadn't meant to buy it—hadn't meant to buy anyth...
The hotel pool was empty at 2 AM, which was exactly why Elena had chosen this hour. She sat on the edge, feet dangling in the chlorinated water, nursing her third mini-bottle of wh...
Elena sliced the papaya with surgical precision, its orange flesh gleaming under the fluorescent lights of her apartment kitchen. At 3 AM, the world consisted of her, the fruit, an...
The fedora sat on her desk for three weeks after he left. Not his style—he'd always worn that ridiculous baseball cap everywhere, even to their anniversary dinner at that overprice...
The papaya sat untouched on the white ceramic plate, its orange flesh glistening like a wound in the morning light. Elena stared at it, remembering how Julian had ordered it for he...
Maria stood at the edge of the infinity pool, her sister's infinity pool—the one that overlooked the Pacific and cost more than Maria made in two years. The water was impossibly bl...
The cat appeared at dusk, skeletal and wheezing, as Marc sat on the balcony of room 427, staring at the pool below. His seventh prescription in three weeks—the doctor called them v...
The dead don't always stay buried. Some of them show up at 8 AM every Monday, wearing polyester blend and carrying lukewarm coffee. Elena had been a corporate zombie for three yea...
The hat was the first thing Marcus noticed about Elena—wide-brimmed, impossible, sitting at her desk like a claim on territory she'd yet to earn. Three months into their tenure-tra...