'The person trying to destroy your company is closer than you think'

Sullivan's words echoed in Ethan's skull repeatedly as he pushed through the precinct's glass doors. The afternoon sun struck him like a physical blow, but nothing could have prepared him for the scene unfolding on the concrete steps.

Victoria stood with her head bowed before his mother like a criminal before an executioner. The red handprint splashed across her pale cheek told the story that Phoebe had already delivered ...