That maybe the patience and the careful questions and the way he looked at me meant something real.
I turn away from the bookshelves.
On his desk, there's a laptop.
Closed.
A stack of papers—business documents, probably.
An expensive pen and an envelope.
Cream-colored. Heavy paper stock.
My fingers brush against it before I can think better of it, before I can tell myself to leave, to get out, to stop invading his privacy.
It's not sealed.
The flap is tucked in loosely, like he's read it recently and put it back.
I shouldn't.
I really, really shouldn't.
But my hands are already pulling out the card inside before my brain can catch up and stop them.
Heavy cardstock.
Embossed lettering in gold that catches the afternoon light streaming through the windows.
The ConsortiumCordially invites you to the Spring GatheringMarch 15th, 2026The Estate at Blackhaven.
Inner circle members are expected to attend with their acquisitions.
Acquisitions.
The word makes my skin crawl.
Dress code: Black tie
Programming includes:
- Welcome reception, acquisition showcase,talent demonstrations, and private networking opportunities
My hands start shaking so badly I almost drop the card.
Acquisition showcase.
Talent demonstrations.
What does that mean?
What are they going to make us do?
I flip the card over with trembling fingers.
There's more text on the back, smaller print.
This year's showcase will highlight the training and development of recent acquisitions. Members should prepare their companions to demonstrate obedience, skill, and devotion. Performances will be judged by the inner circle. Outstanding demonstrations will be recognized and rewarded.
