Human Lie Detector
Language: en
I was born a human lie detector. When people lie to me, they hiccup—a telltale glitch that makes even the smoothest deceptions clear as glass. But knowing too much truth leaves you utterly alone. Then Eleanor Kensington, matriarch of the Kensington Group, appeared. She took my hands, her diamond rings digging into my skin. “Someone inside is cooking the books. After two years of failed audits, you’re the only one who can look them in the eye and tell me who it is.” She offered a hundred grand a month and promised if her son, Declan, ever wronged me, I could leave with a fortune. Having…