Bruce's POV

The lawyers sat across from my desk. It was three in the morning, but I'd called them the moment Beverly fell asleep. The loan documents were spread between us like evidence at a crime scene.

"Marcus Reeves is a strategic bastard, I'll give him that." Robert, my head legal counsel, tapped the papers. "Every loan is legally binding. Every signature is Beverly's. The debt structure is brilliant if your goal is to destroy someone financially."

"Explain it to me again." My voice was ...