Daniel’s POV

The documents are spread across my desk. Crane merger contracts. Partnership agreements. Subsidiary authorizations. All the paperwork that should secure Sterling Holdings’ future.

Except nothing is secure. Nothing is what it seems.

“Walk me through it,” Nathan says, moving to stand beside my desk.

I forced myself not to look at Amelia. She’s standing near the door, still wearing that sharp pink suit, eyes slightly red like she’s been…

Don’t. Focus on the ...