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Maya

The last week has been hell. It’s taken all my willpower to make it through my shifts at the salon because I’m tired from worrying. I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop because it’s only a matter of time before the Creators call me out on my proposal.

My worst nightmare came at the most unexpected time when I received an ill-fated summons from Richard Lim. His single-lined email didn’t give away much.

Your presence is required at my office tomorrow at 8 a.m. sharp. R.L.

I’m not sure what’s more shocking. The fact that he emailed me demanding my presence on aSaturdaymorning or the way he signed an email so casually with his initials.

I call Sabel to explain the circumstances of why I will be late to work. She lets me know that she’s already aware of my meeting before hanging up.

Damn. I’m…