ine. Traffic roared faintly below, a blur of headlights and ambition. But the man inside the corner office wasn't focus
hair, fingers interlaced over his chest, staring at the ceiling. For months now, subtle sabotage had crept into his company li
k. It wasn't
s bet
had a name i
and access to. He'd once seen promise in Frank's ambit
uzzed. "Sir, F
t on
was calm but clipp
ssed in a navy suit, a crisp white shirt, and no tie. His hair was slicked ba
e said, stepping in. "
d the chair opposi
ticed ease, crossing o
his voice measured, "about expand
head slightly, in
ing. Real estate. High-end logistics. Discretionary services. I want us to
. If we position ourselves correctly, we could secure influence in
z asked, a touc
tly, of course. Loop in only senior managers. If you're serious, I
ering a tight smile. "But keep th
widened. "Of c
ind. Like you've always lea
ntly. "I'll get st
ose the door on
hair, unlocked a drawer, and pulled out a second phone-smaller, o
d a secu
le. "Under my personal oversight. No digital trails. Paper
derstood. The team is in position. You'll rec
down beside him. For the first time t
ns, who held influence in the Gambian trade sector. It would stabilize Boca Holding
rach. They'd watch Dubai burn while the Ga
oor startled him. It
in, his br
led for
for him to close the d
nds in his pockets
e leak," Laz
act at first.
atterns. Timing. He's been reporting to Shadrach. Fee
ing. "You think he'll run
t leak slowly. He's methodical like that. He do
odding. "And w
supporting the Dubai move. Echo Frank's po
is corner," Ben realized aloud.
e my son. If you agree with him, he
s father. "What'
ght, we expose him. Legally. Publicly. We sever
re you sure this
ion. Boca must survive. And Frank-" his voice turned cold, "-will not drag
a beat o
phone
t texted. He's not home. He's at a private c
s reckless, and he doesn't
arp. "I'll have To
atter what happens, keep the Gambi
once, then
, but his mind was on the shadows-Frank's ambition, Shadrach's schem
ard wa
rs were i
t trap had j