Lust Fixed Best - Natalie

The man across the table—mid-forties, expensive suit, hands trembling slightly—nodded. “I’ve been erased, Ms. Lust. Not digitally. Not legally. Socially. Professionally. My wife left, my business partners ghosted, even my own lawyer returned my retainer with a note that said ‘not touching this.’” He slid a thin folder across the desk. “Someone made me a ghost while I’m still breathing.”