Novels by Jossie-Finnah

With the mechanical accuracy that came from weeks of pretending he cared and years of not caring, Alex adjusted his cufflinks. In a room full of individuals who were all trying to make an impression, his well-fitting, understated navy suit was completely forgettable. That was a power move in and of itself.As they got closer to the Parker Foundation Annual Charity Auction door, Isaac, dressed like the most unobtrusive piece of furniture in the world, handed him a black folder."Are you certain about this?" Isaac muttered as he looked over the sandstone stairs that led to the structure. "You had the option of sending someone else to keep an eye on the room."Alex looked up at the big hall, which was owned by Parker, had been painstakingly restored, and was adorned with banners promoting "Urban Renewal through Private Partnership." The irony was so profound that it was worthy of a museum display.Alex said, "I'm not here to watch. My purpose is to rattle bones." Isaac grinned as he gave

That afternoon, the sun dared to be happy. Under well-kept lawns and glass balconies, Orange City's upper section, especially the 5 families have been invited to a party marking the 60th birthday of Mr. Simon. Perched atop a verdant hill, the Simon residence resembled a boutique hotel rather than a home. high arches. broad driveways. The guests all parked themselves, but there were uniformed valets. Soft jazz murmured through the open windows within. The back garden was covered with a big buffet table filled with expensive foods, including tiny crab cakes, some indistinguishable mousse in glass spoons, and skewers that looked more ornamental than actually been edible. Plate in hand, Alex watched the gathering with mild interest as he leaned against a pillar next to the open French doors. He was dressed in pants that were a tad too casual for the event and a simple white button-up shirt. Although his loafers were polished, it didn't take away from the reality that he didn't fit in

Alex was given the typical tour upstairs, which included glass-walled offices, busy cubicles, and a lot of buzzwords. He listened, nodded at the proper spots, asked two good questions and one purposefully dumb one—just enough to sell the persona.The woman, whose badge said "Danica," led him into a little demonstration space, seated him in front of a touchscreen, and started to describe the newest "intelligent route optimizer" that the business had created.Alex listened to her. He was concerned about fleet allocations, GPS crossovers, and something labeled "shadow routes and their Q3 forecast" that inadvertently flashed across the screen between slides.He put everything away. He got up and moved nonchalantly to the whiteboard near the far wall as Danica excused herself to get brochures. A basic outline of a restructuring plan had been put up, complete with names, dates, and most importantly the move of monies from "G.L. Ops" to "Council Rep Fund."Greenline once more.Pretending to

Alex had almost forgotten about Logan the next day as he was busy preparing to visit one of the 5 families' company, but just as he remembered he tried to get information from people he knew could have access to it, and it turns out the reason the engagement broke was because Logan was trying to launder money using Amara’s father company and it all became messy but they tried their best to keep it from the media and the public in general, On seeing this, he could now understand why her reaction were cold when they met “well this can wait for later” he said as he message Isaac to meet him at the parking so they can be on there way to the meeting.When someone smiled too broadly that early in the morning without a reason in particular, Alex never trusted them. Particularly not in a lobby that had a subtle hint of desperation.With his phone in hand and his legs crossed, he sat on a faux-leather couch and observed the silent flow of people entering SimonTech Logistics, one of the less gl

He stopped at a brief passage of writing at the bottom half of the page after flipping past the standard statistics, which included net worth, corporate holdings, and media interviews.Engaged: March, two years ago. After six months, the relationship ended.Alex blinked. Then blinked once more."Hold on... what?" Leaning forward, he read the line again. No names. No news stories about scandals. No drama on social media. The announcement was clinical and neat, as if it were a software update that had been terminated.Without hesitation, he reached for his phone and dialed.After two rings, Isaac responded."Hello sir""Why didn't I know she had gotten engaged?" there was a little pause "I did no go through the documents, I just gave it to you as received.""Oh, I thought you already knew about it and did not inform me"“So she was previously engaged?.” Alex let out a moan. "Yes from what I am looking at here.""Okay ."He hung up, tapped his pen on his hand, and looked back down at the

The soft beat of rain drumming against the glass drowned out the sound of a vintage alarm clock.7:32 a.m.Half sleeping, Alex moaned when the window light struck his face. Stiff from the couch, he rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly."Excellent," he whispered. "I have a 75 degrees back now." Stumbling into the bathroom, he stared at his mirror as he brushed his teeth and cleansed his face.Dark circles and bags were under his eyes, he looked like a victim of a hurricane.He blinked as he said, "Wow. What a view to start the day with"Quickly putting on pants, a basic shirt, and a navy jacket, he picked up the briefcase that always contained nothing much but a notepad, pens, and his favorite mug.He entered the Nebular Enterprise building at around 8:21.Isaac was waiting by the elevator when the receptionist greeted him. Isaac handed him a paper cup of coffee and said, "Good morning, sir." Alex took the statement and the coffee like it was a life-saving medicine and said, "You're a l