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Chapter 44
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2026-09-17 23:32:53
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Watching a man you might be about to destroy, while treating him exactly the same as any other day, turned out to be one of the harder things Elena had done at Vance Enterprises.Julian Drake ran the mid-level analytics team two floors below her own office — mild-mannered, punctual, the kind of colleague who remembered everyone's coffee order and never once, in over a year, gave her reason to look twice at him. Now she found herself cataloguing every small thing: the way he checked his phone under the conference table during Monday standup, the extra ten minutes he'd started taking at lunch, the new habit of stepping into the stairwell to take calls instead of his own office.None of it was proof of anything. All of it felt, suddenly, like it might be."You're staring," Priya murmured, passing her desk with a stack of files. "At Julian. Third time today.""Am I that obvious?""To me. Probably not to him." Priya set the files down and lowered her voice. "Everything okay?""Just tired,"
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Elena didn't sleep. She sat up half the night in the estate's east wing while Alexander and Gavin worked downstairs, tracing whatever thread they could find of the people Leo owed money to, and by morning she still hadn't decided whether she was angrier at her brother or at the man she was supposed to trust.She found Alexander in the study at six, hollow-eyed, a wall of printouts already forming behind him — wire transfers, shell routing numbers, a spreadsheet Gavin had built overnight cross-referencing Leo's known contacts against known bad actors in Alexander's orbit."You should have told me," she said, before he could say good morning."I know." He didn't try to defend it this time, which surprised her more than an excuse would have. "I told myself I was protecting you. The longer I look at that sentence the more it sounds like something I made up to feel less guilty.""That's the most honest thing you've said to me in two weeks.""I'm trying." He turned the laptop toward her — a
A ONE-NIGHT STAND WITH MY EX'S UNCLE Chapter 44
Leo showed up at the Greenwich estate a little after nine at night, unannounced, soaked from a downpour that hadn't been in any forecast, and looking like a man who'd made the decision to come here somewhere around the second time he'd talked himself out of it.Viktor caught him at the gate first — a call up to the main house before anyone let a stranger, even Elena's brother, walk the grounds unescorted. By the time Elena reached the foyer, Leo was standing dripping on the marble, arms crossed tight over his chest, refusing the towel Mrs. Higgins was trying to hand him."Leo. What's wrong?" Elena crossed the floor fast, worry outpacing everything else — the awkwardness between them, the weeks of unanswered calls, all of it forgotten the second she saw his face."Nothing's wrong," he said, in the exact tone of someone for whom everything was wrong. "I just — I needed to see you. And I didn't want to call first because you'd have found some reason to put it off."Behind her, Alexander
A ONE-NIGHT STAND WITH MY EX'S UNCLE CHAPTER 43
Julian Drake arrived at the office at his usual time — 7:45 a.m., three-quarters full coffee in hand, tablet tucked under his arm — and Elena, watching from the glass-walled conference room where the four of them had gathered before dawn, felt an unexpected pang at how utterly ordinary he looked. Six years of quiet competence, of knowing exactly which board members needed flattery and which needed facts, and none of it had ever once betrayed what he'd apparently been doing in the dark."Let me talk to him alone first," Alexander said, straightening his jacket."No," Elena said, and to her faint surprise, he didn't argue."Together, then," Alexander said, and something in the simple correction settled warmly in her chest even in the middle of everything else.They caught Julian in the small private office off the executive floor that he used for scheduling — the same office he'd occupied since Alexander was thirty-one years old, since long before Elena, since long before any of this. H
A ONE-NIGHT STAND WITH MY EX'S UNCLE CHAPTER 42
It took Gavin five days to build a picture of Dominic Cross solid enough to act on, and what he found did nothing to ease the tight, watchful feeling that had settled over the 50th floor.Cross-Holdings had no public office, no listed employees beyond a skeleton legal filing, and a portfolio of investments that, on paper, looked like nothing more than a wealthy man's quiet diversification. But when Gavin cross-referenced the timing of those investments against six years of Vance Enterprises history, a pattern emerged that made even his usual chaotic energy go quiet and focused: every major crisis the company had weathered — the Apex leak, the compliance frame-up, even, further back, a boardroom dispute Alexander barely remembered — had been preceded, within weeks, by a small, unremarkable Cross-Holdings transaction moving money somewhere adjacent to the trouble."He's not reacting to chaos," Gavin said, laying it out for Alexander and Elena in the locked conference room they'd started
A ONE-NIGHT STAND WITH MY EX'S UNCLE CHAPTER 41
Leo agreed to meet them, though "agreed" was a generous word for the reluctant, hollow-eyed way he showed up at Gavin's apartment that evening, sitting on the edge of a couch that clearly belonged to someone who spent more time debugging code than furnishing a living room."I already told you it's handled," Leo said, glancing between Elena, Alexander, and the stranger with three monitors and an energy drink collection that rivaled a vending machine. "Why do we need to relitigate this?""Because it might not be handled the way we thought," Alexander said, not unkindly. "The debt is gone. But we need to understand who you were actually working for, Leo. It matters more than you think."Leo's jaw tightened, some of the old defensiveness Elena recognized from their teenage years flickering back to life. "I don't know his real name. I never did. It was all through an encrypted messaging app — he found me through a freelance board, said he needed someone who could clean metadata off files w
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