The question hangs in the room like a loaded weapon.
What if Margaret Lawson didn’t want money… what if she wanted your company?
Marcus exhales slowly. “Well. That would certainly explain the effort.”
Adrian doesn’t react immediately. He studies the insurance document again, his eyes moving carefully across every line. Precise. Controlled. The way a lawyer dissects a contract that hides something dangerous.
Finally, he speaks. “She didn’t just want Reyes Holdings.”
Marcus raises an eyebrow. “Oh?”
Adrian taps the screen once. “She wanted control of the board.”
My pulse jumps. Marcus leans forward. “Explain.”
Adrian enlarges a section of the report. “Look at the clause Margaret added.”
Marcus squints. “Emergency executive restructuring… temporary leadership appointment…” His eyes wi
