Chapter 49
Damien sat across from me, hands clasped together, and for the first time since he’d shown up at Ethan’s place, I actually believed he wasn’t here to start trouble.
“I’ve seen them,” he said. “Not read them, just seen them. There’s a folder in dad’s office, locked cabinet behind his desk. Labeled with some code, not the drug name, but I know it’s the trial. He doesn’t trust anyone with that stuff, keeps it close.”
Ethan leaned forward. “Locked how? Combination or key?”
“Key. He carries it on him, but there’s a spare in his assistant’s desk, second drawer, under a bunch of old memos. I saw it once when I was looking for a stapler.”
I sat there listening, arms crossed, already not liking where this was heading.
“So we need to get into the office, find the spare key, open the
