My first day at Sterling & Cole Investments, someone handed me a coffee order for eight people.
Nobody knows my last name is on the building.
My grandmother sent me in as an intern to find who's been stealing millions from the family trust. The rules were simple: stay invisible, trust no one, and absolutely do not get attached to the CEO's son.
I broke that last one in an elevator.
Jake Sterling is arrogant, observant, and annoyingly good at noticing things I need him to miss. He thinks I'm a girl from Ohio who reads the employee handbook for fun.
He's wrong about everything except the part where I can't stop talking to him.
The money trail leads to a man who taught Jake to sail and a woman who brings cookies to the one room in the building where secrets go to die.
But the deeper I dig, the more I realize my grandmother didn't send me to find a thief.
She sent me to finish something that started twenty-eight years ago—the night my grandfather died at a pier that still has our family's name under the paint.