Nolan raked his fingers through his hair, a sigh slipping from his lips as he stared at his phone’s screen.
This week had been hell.
First, the pressure of preparing to leave the city and hand CrossTech to a managing director. Then the sudden fraud allegations. And now Evie had been nagging him daily about how they needed to leave immediately.
Everything was suddenly falling apart at once. But none of them was compared to what he was staring at on his phone.
It was a text.
From Ethan.
“We need to meet. I have something you’d really be interested in.”
This looked like a trap staring straight at him. But still, there was this urge to honor the invitation.
I mean, if Ethan wanted to kill him, he'd have done it easier than sending him a text.
“What could this be about?" Nolan muttered
