"You touch her file, and you tank the project," I said, my voice dropping into a register so steady, so entirely devoid of fear, that my father's hand actually froze on the brass handle.
He slowly turned his head, his sharp eyes narrowing as he looked at me. For the first time, he wasn't looking at me as his son, he was looking at me as a rival power. "Are you threatening me, Gabriel?"
"I am giving you a corporate analysis dad" I countered, stepping directly into his space, refusing to give an inch of ground to the man who had raised me. "Lyra Miles wrote the core structural algorithms for our macro-economics model. The board of governors has already flagged our defense for the national showcase next month. If you pull her scholarship now, the project is disqualified. The department's st
