Julian stood in the doorway for a long time before finally clenching his car keys and turning away.
Brett waited until Julian's footsteps faded before sealing the final manuscript. "We'll file for a pre-litigation injunction tomorrow to halt their launch. The forged signature requires handwriting analysis. That will take a bit longer."
I nodded, placing my mother's vintage magnifying glass back into its box. "What about the lease for the studio?"
"The landlord is willing to sign a retroactive agreement. Just because Julian paid the rent under Lumina Group's name doesn't give him the right to dispose of the personal property inside."
A soft knock came from the door.
Arthur stood outside the rolling shutter, holding a canvas tote bag. "Mrs. Stone, I found the original prototyping recor
