Peter POV
I've spent my life protecting the Kavinsky name.
Building it. Defending it. Making it synonymous with success, with power, with integrity. Everything I've done has been in service of that name.
Now I have to decide if it's worth saving.
Marcus's report sits on my desk. Sixty pages of evidence: witness statements, financial records, photographs. The building collapse. The cover-up. The deaths.
Six workers.
Lara-Jean's father.
Maybe mine.
I've read it three times. Each time, the weight grows heavier.
My phone buzzes. Lara-Jean: ‘How bad?'
I type back: ‘Bad. Come home early tonight. We need to talk.'
Her response: ‘I'll be there at 6.'
Three hours until I have to face her. Three hours to decide who I am.
I think about options.
Option one: bury the evidence. Protect th
