Chapter 39
Stefan stared at the empty boardroom seats, his hands shaking as he reached for another glass of water. The morning's board meeting felt like a firing squad, twelve angry faces demanding explanations he didn't have. Someone was systematically destroying Rodriguez Shipping, but he couldn't figure out who or why.
"The numbers are disastrous," Andrew Parker, head of the finance committee, said coldly. "Sixty-two percent stock drop. Major contracts vanishing. Suppliers backing out. And you still can't tell us what's happening?"
"I've had every analyst working around the clock," Stefan replied, hating the weakness in his voice. "The attacks are coming from multiple directions. Every time we plug one hole, three more appear."
"Attacks?" Parker's laugh held no warmth. "Or just inco
