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Chapter 29 — Noah’s POV

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-09 04:25:47

I was buttoning the white shirt when my phone rang.

Marcus. Damien’s legal team lead. I had his number saved because I screened Damien’s calls and Marcus called three times a week minimum and always said Mr Carter like I was someone he had decided to take seriously, which I appreciated.

I answered.

“Mr Carter.” His voice was doing the careful thing. The managed thing. The thing people’s voices did when they were about to hand you something they weren’t sure how to hold themselves. “I need to
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  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 37 — Noah’s POV

    Damien told me in the hallway. Not everything. Just the one word. Daniel. He said it flat and then turned and walked back to his office and I stood there for a moment processing what that meant before I followed him. He was already at his desk when I came in. Phone in hand. Not calling anyone yet. Just sitting with it. “Tell me exactly what you told him,” I said. “Two days ago,” Damien said. “Phone call. I mentioned I had given you full Mercer access. That you had found the page nineteen clause. That it was justified.” “That’s all,” I said. “That’s all,” he said. “And Daniel told someone,” I said. “Daniel tells people things without understanding what he is handing them,” Damien said. Flat. Not angry . “He is warm and open and he talks. It is who he is. Someone used it.” “Who does Daniel talk to,” I said. Damien said nothing for a moment. “He has a wide social circle,” he said. “Business, personal, everything mixed together. He does not separate them the way

  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 36 — Damien’s POV

    My phone rang at six am.Not Noah’s knock. Not the coffee. My phone, Marcus, before six twenty-eight, which meant something had already gone wrong before the day had started.I answered.“We have a problem,” Marcus said. No preamble. “A serious one.”“Tell me,” I said.“Last night between eleven pm and two am someone accessed the Cole Enterprises client database,” he said. “Full access. Client names, deal structures, financial projections, acquisition targets. Everything we have on forty-three active clients.” A pause. “It’s been leaked. It went to three financial news outlets at four this morning. Two of them have already published.”I sat up.“How much,” I said.“All of it,” Marcus said. “Everything Damien. Forty-three clients. Every deal we’re currently working. The Mercer restructuring. The Calloway acquisition. The Henderson account. All of it public.”The room was completely still.“Who,” I said.“We don’t know yet,” Marcus said. “Our security team is working on it. But Damien t

  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 35 — Noah’s POV

    Five weeks and six days to Zurich.Six twenty-eight. Right side. Two inches from the corner.I knocked. Opened the door.“Good morning,” I said.“Mercer prep,” he said. “Noon.”I stopped.“You said Wednesday evening,” I said.“I moved it.”“That’s four hours from now.”“Then you’d better start,” he said.I looked at him. Jacket on. Assembled. The version of him that had been showing up every morning since he said something honest and immediately rebuilt every wall he’d taken down.“Noon,” I said.I went back to my desk and opened the Mercer file.At nine thirty my phone buzzed. Daniel.Coming by at eleven. Bringing food.I stared at it.He’s going to hate that, I typed.Yes, Daniel said. That’s the point.At ten fifty-eight the elevator opened.Daniel walked in with a paper bag and a coffee and the energy of someone executing a plan.He sat in my spare chair without being asked. Pushed a container toward me.“Early lunch,” he said. At normal volume. Carrying down the hall.“It’s eleve

  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 34 — Damien’s POV

    I gave him full access to the Mercer file at four fifteen. I sat with that decision for approximately thirty seconds before I made it and then I made it and told Marcus and went back to work and did not think about it. That was fine. It was a practical decision. Noah had found a clause three senior lawyers had missed. Giving him full access was efficient. It had nothing to do with anything else. My phone buzzed. Daniel. How was your afternoon. I stared at it. Fine, I typed. Noah just got back. I know, I typed. He reported on the Henderson follow-up. Did he. Yes. A pause. Did you ask him how lunch was. I put the phone face down on the desk. Picked it up. No, I typed. Why not. Because it’s not relevant. Damien. Daniel. A longer pause. Then: We had a good conversation. He’s interesting. Funny. Smarter than the job requires. Another pause that lasted exactly long enough. You should talk to him more. Outside of work things. I set the phone down. Picked it up again.

  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 33 — Noah’s POV

    Daniel was already there when I arrived. Corner table. Two drinks. He pushed one toward me when I sat down. “I don’t drink coffee,” I said. “I know,” he said. “It’s tea.” I looked at it. “Damien mentioned it,” he said. Like that was normal. Like my employer had been on the phone with his brother and the subject of what Noah Carter drinks had come up and been filed away. I wrapped my hands around the cup and said nothing. “How are you,” Daniel said. “Fine.” “You slept badly.” “I sleep badly most nights,” I said. “Eli’s been sick for eight months. You get used to being ready for the phone.” He nodded. Took that in without making it a moment. Just held it and moved on. It was something he and Damien had in common — they both absorbed information quietly. They just did different things with it afterward. “How is he,” Daniel said. “Better. New dosage is working.” “Good.” He picked up his coffee. “I want to tell you something about Damien. Before the accident.”

  • HIS BLIND OBSESSION    Chapter 32 — Damien’s POV

    I had told him. I sat at my desk and turned that over and then called Walsh and confirmed the Zurich timeline and gave Noah a deadline about Henderson Q3 figures and went back to work. That was the correct response to what had happened in my office an hour ago. I had said something real. He had received it without drama. We had both moved on. Clean. Professional. Exactly right. The Henderson file arrived at three twenty-eight. Two minutes early. Left side of the desk. Noah said is that all and I said yes and he left. I read the Henderson file. Put it down. Picked up the Mercer file. Put that down too. My phone buzzed. Daniel. I did not answer. It buzzed again. I answered. “You told him,” Daniel said. “I’m aware of what I did.” “And then you gave him a fake deadline.” “The Q3 figures needed cross-referencing.” “Damien.” I said nothing. “He called me,” Daniel said. “Ten minutes after you walked out. You want to know what he said?” “No,” I said. “He said I heard him a

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