Chapter 58

Stefan stared at the offer letter on his desk until the words blurred together. Thirty cents on the dollar. For shipping routes his grandfather had established. For contracts his father had nurtured. For a legacy three generations of Rodriguez men had built with sweat and sacrifice.

Thirty cents on the dollar. A number designed to wound as much as to acquire.

Behind him, the Rodriguez Shipping headquarters buzzed with the frantic energy of a dying animal. Staff packed personal ...