Ethan's POV
I don't tell anyone. Not my editor, who thinks I'm still buried in the corporate holding company piece I pitched three weeks ago. Not the source who first tipped me off about the shell acquisitions, a nervous paralegal who probably doesn't realize what she handed me. Not a single person in my life who might ask the obvious follow-up question: why does a story about holding companies have me camped out at the office until midnight, three nights running, living on vending machine coffee and the particular silence that settles over a newsroom after everyone else has gone home?
Some part of me already senses that saying it aloud would make it real. I'm not ready for that yet. I'm not sure I'll ever be ready, but three in the morning with a laptop screen burning my retinas seems l
