Renzo Lockhart.
Theron’s cousin the man most likely to inherit the consortium if Theron fell short of his father’s expectations. I didn’t know much about him, but I instinctively knew I needed to. Calling Theron seemed like the best option if I wanted any real insight into what kind of man I was about to face.
One thing was certain: if Jareth Lockhart placed any value on him, Renzo was undoubtedly cold, calculating and dangerous.
I sent Theron a message as I exited the Lockhart Digital building. While en route to the consortium, I attempted calling him twice. No response. No text back. Just silence.
Shit.
I was on my own.
Merritt pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the consortium’s main entrance, and an uneasy rhythm began to drum against my ribcage. The structure towered ove
