Page 19 of A Forgotten Promise

“Listen, you know how the media is. The fucker was going through my garbage,” I admit.

I never comment on any of my recent indiscretions, but I did my homework, and I know Vladislav Cherynowski values his privacy above all.

“Fucking vultures,” he murmurs.

“But I admit I acted on impulse.” I take a bite from the humble pie and sigh. “Donovan Hale’s board is not happy.”

He remains silent, so I continue, “You know that we have the expertise in-house to help you with the best transition post-merger…” I launch into my pitch, knowing I haven’t lost him yet since he took my call.

“Look, Cormac.” He sighs when I’m done. “I know you’d be our best option to move forward, but you’re not the only one. Atlas wants this merger; I want it, too. To be honest, it’s taking too long to iron out all the details, and my time is too precious to brief and start over with another intermediary.”

It’s a weak endorsement, but beggars can’t be choosers. “I appreciate that.”

“Don’t be cute with me. Your reputation is an ongoing concern. I’ll not answer calls from Atlas unless you’re at the table because you will get me a good deal. That being said, you have two months to clean up your act. That’s how long I’m willing to stall them. One more media coverage—”

“There will be none. You have my word.” I feel like a kid sent into detention, and I hate it. I loathe myself for this situation.

“Oh, you misunderstood. I want coverage portraying you as an upstanding citizen. A pillar of the community.”

I snort. “In two months? No one will believe that.”

“You better make it believable.”

“Vladislav, you want me to stage PR photo ops in shelters?”

“That wouldn’t hurt, but something more wholesome would sell your story of a tamed daredevil.”

“I’m listening.”

His next words shake the ground under me. Fuck. My. Life.

I turn slowly and hang up the receiver, before I lift my gaze to meet the expecting eyes of my partners.

“So?” Xander prompts.

“He is out of his fucking mind.”

Chapter 4

Saar

Celeste

I still don’t understand why you wouldn’t stay with us.

Because you lovebirds make me sick.

Celeste

Cynical as ever. Caleb and I would love to host you.

Cora

What’s wrong with my place?

Celeste

That I’m not there.

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