DAMIAN BLACKWOOD
For a while, we were both quiet, neither saying nothing at all.
And even Vincent's voice spoke again, it had turned cold.
"You think it's related to your investments... Or mine?"
I didn't answer the question right away. The notion had been circling in my brain ever since I found proof on Eleanor. Our business-my business with Vincent as an investor-was not spotless. We took high-risk investments in the things we did, and over the past five years he had helped me reinforce the power of my empire. Now, if his thoughts were right, then our deal was as well coming into danger.
"It's possible," I thought, until I thought of it from another angle. "We've made enemies, you more so than me. But this is too close. Too personal. They didn't just attack me-they attacked Elea
