James Barnes knows exactly how the cameras see him. He’s learned to move through government buildings like they’re hostile terrain—careful, quiet, and always aware of the exits.She knows those halls too. She’s late, but not unraveling. Good at her job. Comfortable in it. The kind of woman who apologizes when she bumps into someone and keeps moving—until she realizes who she almost ran into. She recognizes him. And he doesn’t expect to think about her long after the cameras stop rolling.