CHAPTER 29: A sly fox trying to backstab my project

MILES:

The early morning hours were still peacefully quiet when the steady hum of the treadmill resonated under my feet as I raced along. Today, I wanted to train alone, so I made use of the in-house gym while Brandon and Meredith trained outside. I had requested not to be disturbed until I was done.

I hardly slept last night, and my mood was dark. Sweat dripped down my back and face. I picked up my towel and wiped it away roughly, tossing it aside. My iPod connected to JBL speakers blared with heavy music, but it still wasn't loud enough, so I turned it up, grateful the gym was soundproofed. Even if it weren't, I didn't care who heard my playlist.

I kept going at an almost frantic pace. I had gone over all my options and plans in the dark of the night, arriving at two solutions.

My first thought had been that if Richard got me in, I could try to bluff my way through the meeting, telling Steele only vague details of the woman who supposedly changed my life and, therefore, me. If I