Chapter 14 · free to read
Executive chef. Equity. Everything he had crossed four continents to be handed, on a wet counter, at one in the morning.
He did not say no. That was all. He simply did not say no for eleven seconds.
He had walked back for the tea he forgot. He heard eleven seconds of nothing at all.
By the time he turned around, the post was empty and the tea had gone cold.
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