Vivienne
Iris arrived at Steele Tower within the hour, her briefcase heavier than usual, and the moment she stepped into Roman's office, I could tell from the tightness around her mouth that whatever she had uncovered went beyond the shell companies and the quiet campaign Victor had been building against the board.
"There's more," she said, setting a stack of documents on the desk. "And I think you both need to sit down for this one."
Roman didn't sit, though he moved closer to me, his hand finding the small of my back the way it had all day, steady and present even as his jaw tightened in anticipation of whatever Iris was about to reveal.
"Just tell us."
Iris exhaled slowly. "The supplier contract Victor pushed through last year, the one overcharging Steele Enterprises, wasn't just a
