Tyler paced the length of his office, his jaw tight, the worry wrapping around him like a vice.
He couldn't shake the impression of dread from the way Melanie had indicated that he was seeking in the wrong areas for a perpetrator.
But that didn’t set well with him. If it wasn’t Melanie, then who? Who else could’ve tampered the deal?
The clock on the wall ticked, each second weighing on him like a countdown he couldn’t control.
Tyler’s head spun, the cogs of his ideas grinding against each other in a vain effort to seek the answer.
The boardroom probe was already initiated. He’d ordered it as soon as he’d spotted the sabotage, keen to uncover the perpetrator before the harm became irrevocable.
But the more he thought about it, the more the parts didn’t precisely match.
Who had th
