Marcus's POV

The emergency board meeting is scheduled for eight AM sharp. I've been in the office since six, preparing damage control reports and fielding calls from angry investors.

"Sir," I say as Brett strides into his office, looking surprisingly calm for a man whose business empire might be crumbling. I set down my tablet and stand up from his desk chair. "The board members are already assembled."

"Good." Brett straightens his tie with practiced movements, checking his reflection in the ...