Olivia 

We ate in companionable silence, both of us checking our phones between bites. My inbox had exploded overnight with emails from Dylan, updates from the Thompson team, and research on Cornerstone properties.

"Busy day?" Alexander asked, finally setting down his phone.

"Aren't they all?" I scrolled through Dylan's message, impressed by how much research he'd compiled. "Dylan sent me an analysis of five Cornerstone properties. At three AM."

"That kid needs to ...