CHAPTER 24
The silence followed them from the elevator and into the penthouse like a physical weight. No one spoke. No one even looked at each other.
“Welcome back, sir.”
Andrew barely offered a nod as he stepped inside, his fingers already working at his cufflinks. “James.”
“A delivery arrived for you, sir.” James hesitated, his gaze shifting toward the marble console. “From Cross Enterprises.”
Nancy’s head snapped toward the table. The envelope was there, stark white against the dark stone. Waiting.
Andrew saw it. He didn't slow down. He walked right past it, heading for the bar.
“You’re not opening that?” Nancy asked, her voice cutting through the quiet.
“I just got back.”
“That wasn't an answer, Andrew.”
He finally loosened his sleeve, the fabric bunching in his grip. “I alre
