By the time Callum walked into the boardroom, everyone else was already seated around the long walnut table.
A presentation filled the screen at the front of the room while quarterly projections and acquisition reports lay neatly arranged before each executive. Marcus stood beside the screen, finishing a breakdown of projected returns on Blackwood’s latest portfolio.
“…assuming the market remains stable through the fourth quarter, we’d be looking at an increase of just over twelve percent.”
He clicked to the next slide.
“However, if interest rates shift again, we’ll need to revisit—”
“Callum?”
The sound of his name pulled him back.
Every pair of eyes in the room had turned toward him.
For a brief moment, he realized Marcus had asked him a question he hadn’t heard.
He cleared his t
