Kael marched into his office, his expression carved from stone. The city skyline stretched beyond the glass walls, but he barely glanced at it as he loosened the top button of his shirt, his mind already piecing things together.
Langford pulling out wasn’t just a business loss—it was a calculated move. And whoever had started this rumor knew exactly where to hit him.
He picked up his phone again, dialing another number.
Harris answered immediately. "Sir, I—"
"Where’s the leak coming from?" Kael cut him off.
"We’re still tracking it, but the rumor started online, then spread internally. Someone from inside the company must’ve given them access to sensitive files."
Kael’s jaw clenched. "That means we have a mole."
Harris hesitated. "It looks that way."
"Find them," Kael ordered, his
