Gordon Pryce was arrested on the morning of the Carter Group shareholder meeting.
The timing was not accidental. Kade's legal team had coordinated with the regulatory body and the DA's office for three days to make sure the arrest happened before nine in the morning, before the meeting opened, before the journalists filled the lobby of the Carter building.
The news broke at eight forty-seven.
I was in the building at eight-fifty, dressed in navy and carrying my shareholder notes, when I walked through the lobby and saw the energy shift. People on their phones. The buzz of something that had just landed.
Madden Carter was at the elevator. He saw me coming and waited.
"I heard," he said simply.
"Good morning, Mr. Carter," I replied.
He looked at me for a moment with those sharp, asses
