“I was.”
A pause followed.
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“It isn’t.”
His voice became instantly professional.
“What would you like me to do?”
I looked across the lake. For the first time all afternoon, I smiled.
“Daniel, I think it’s time we review every financial arrangement connected to the Bennett family.”
There was complete silence.
Then he replied quietly, “I’ll meet you at the office within thirty minutes.”
I ended the call.
The sun dipped below the horizon.
Some endings arrive with fireworks. Mine arrived with one calm sentence and one phone call.
The Bennett family had no idea that while they were raising champagne glasses inside the ballroom, the foundation beneath everything they believed they owned had begun to shift.
Daniel was already waiting when I arrived.
It was nearly eight in the evening, yet every light on the twenty-sixth floor of my headquarters remained on. My executive team had no idea why I had called an emergency meeting with my attorney after business hours.
