Aliana's POV

I turned to Greg, my manager.

“Anything unusual lately?” I asked casually.

Greg hesitated.

That alone was a red flag.

“Uh, no, everything’s fine,” he said quickly, offering a forced smile.

I narrowed my eyes. “Greg.”

He sighed, glancing around before lowering his voice.

“There have been… small issues,” he admitted. “Deliveries going missing. Orders being changed last minute. Nothing major, but it’s weird.”

I folded my arms.

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