Investigating Mr. Hawkes was supposed to be easy. Work undercover in his office, catch him stealing company millions, then lock that Herculean himbo away and launch the key into space. I even concocted the perfect excuse for keeping him in my sights: become his sworn office rival.

That’s where our mutually malicious arrangement got... complicated. I didn’t mind losing “broadest shoulders” or “fanciest car” to Samuel. I’ll even concede defeat over “best smile-wink combo without...
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Investigating Mr. Hawkes was supposed to be easy. Work undercover in his office, catch him stealing company millions, then lock that Herculean himbo away and launch the key into space. I even concocted the perfect excuse for keeping him in my sights: become his sworn office rival.

That’s where our mutually malicious arrangement got... complicated. I didn’t mind losing “broadest shoulders” or “fanciest car” to Samuel. I’ll even concede defeat over “best smile-wink combo without accidentally catching our boss Mr. Paterson in the crossfire.” (...I don’t want to talk about it.) But I never thought I’d lose “most fixated on everything about you.”

Samuel’s obsessive one-upping is looking a lot more like obsession, period. Who’s stalking who here? And worst of all, why is it all so much fun?
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