Chapter 16
NOAH
Two days later
Friday evening
Working on saving a company that was crumbling under your very feet was hard.
It was even harder when the time clock was winding down.
All my life, I’ve been skating on impossibly thin ice, but tonight, the night of my brother’s wedding welcome party—two days before his wedding—the ice is made thinner by the minute.
Thin ice was the name of the game when you were your family’s savior. When your grandfather passed down a real estate empire to a mother too mentally damaged to do what was right.
Sometimes it feels as if I were born on thin ice. Raised on it.
But I can’t remember it ever feeling this thin, especially when Cynthia flounces in my open Manhattan office door, a grim look on her pallid face.
I don’t dare look up into it as I c
