Chapter 25
Marc sat down at his desk. He hadn't really planned on heading back to the office, but he'd hardly been in that day, thanks to meetings, but he knew there were some things he'd better make sure weren't going sideways on him. He took his laptop out of its case and set it on his desk, pushing aside the brown couriered envelope that was sitting there. It only took a few minutes to get his laptop plugged in and to check his emails for some replies. His cell phone rang. Pulling it out of his pocket, he checked who it was.
"Hey. I wasn't expecting to hear from you."
"Me either. But you might have a problem. A big one."
"I take it you mean Mr. Gorman."
"Yes."
"And you can't talk because then you'd be breaking all sorts of ethics? Don't answer. It means I have to haul ass and move
