Chapter 7

Sophie stood beneath Sharpwind Corporation's skyscraper and looked up, almost unable to see the top.

In the heart of downtown, the glass tower gleamed like a blade thrust into the clouds.

Sharp-dressed elites hurried past as she tightened her grip on her folder.

She wore the only decent suit she owned, one she'd bought back in college for her graduation presentation. Though the style was dated, she'd ironed it crisp.

Even so, standing here made her feel a little out of place. Fingering the little wooden bird charm in her pocket, she remembered Evan saying it would bring good luck,…