Julian turned to his assistant.
"Seal off all the surveillance footage and guest lists from the club. Suspend the front desk manager, the junior assistants, and the middlemen who set up the entertainment—all pending investigation. Freeze their club access and company system accounts.
"Find out who used my name to take bribes, broker deals, or pull strings. I want every single name. Find one, deal with one."
The assistant bowed his head, recording everything, his fingers swiping across the tablet screen.
I stared at the red wine stain on the floor without saying a word.
The stain had seeped into the carpet fibers, the edges already turning a dark maroon.
Chloe lowered her hands from her face.
Her eyes were rimmed red, tears clinging to her lashes. She looked at Julian.
"Mr. Williams
