Sophia's POV
The six o'clock meeting never happened.
At five forty-five Dominic got a call that made him go very still in the way that meant something had shifted and not in a direction anyone had planned for. He cancelled the meeting with two words texted to everyone. Not tonight.
No explanation.
I was in my room when the text came through. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it and thought about page twelve and Alesta Holdings and the look on Damien's face when he said he'd look at it before the meeting.
Something had happened between that conversation and now.
I got up and went to find him.
He wasn't in his office. Not in the kitchen. Not in the tech wing where he usually disappeared when things got complicated.
I found him on the roof.
The Black estate had a roof terrac
