Chapter 6

Elias Sterling’s corner office was a fortress of glass, steel, and discretion. Perched on the forty-second floor of a midtown skyscraper, it was the kind of room where fortunes were quietly dismantled and legally erased.

Vivienne sat across from his mahogany desk, a crystal tumbler of s

Chapter 7

Julian Thorne was a man who operated on the fuel of his own perceived brilliance. For the past forty-eight hours, ever since he had successfully funneled a quarter of a million dollars out of Vanguard PR and into the Vanguard Nexus shell account, he had been practically floating. He walke

Chapter 8

The glass-walled conference room at Novus Dynamics hovered sixty floors above Manhattan, a pristine incubator where million-dollar deals were born and killed before lunch.

Julian stood at the head of the massive oak table, adjusting the cuffs of his Tom Ford suit. He was sweating, just