MasukThe Deal
Claire took me to the floor and knocked on the double doors. Then she stepped aside. I walked in by myself. The man behind the desk did not look up away. He was reading something with one hand on the desk completely still. When he finally looked up his eyes went straight to my face. Stayed there. He did not smile. He did not stand up. "Sit down Ms Wren." I sat down. Close he was harder to figure out than I thought. Not cold, exactly. More like a man who had decided a time ago that showing what he was thinking was a waste of time. "I am sorry about your wedding " he said. Then he said, "I will not waste your time. You already know about the document. What you do not know yet is how far this goes." He turned a folder around. Pushed it across the desk. It was bank records. Eighteen months of money transfers. Money was moving between accounts. I saw Davens name on the one. Elenas name was on the second. Then I saw the name. My hand stopped moving on the page. It was someone I had trusted longer than I had trusted Daven. Someone who had no reason to be connected to any of this. "That cannot be right " I said. "Two of my people checked it " Ethan said. "It is right." I sat back. My mouth was dry. My hands were shaking. "Why are you showing me this " I said. "You do not know me. This is not your problem." "Your fathers company and mine have been talking for four months " he said. "If that document is filed it does not just hurt your family. It hurts me. So yes Ms Wren. It is much my problem." He was not doing this out of kindness. He was doing this because Daven had made an enemy of the wrong person. I understood that. I respected it more than I would have respected kindness. "What do you want from me " I said. "A deal." I had been waiting for that word since I walked through the door. "My company has been pushing me to look more stable in public. Someone at my side at events for three months. Nothing beyond that. In return I will use everything I have to make sure that document never gets to court. I will protect your fathers shares. I will expose Daven Cole completely." I looked at Ethan. "You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend." "I want you at my side at events " he said. "What other people think is their business." Twenty four hours ago I was at the altar. Now I was in a billionaires office being offered a deal that made no sense and somehow made sense at the same time. ". If I say no?" "Then your father finds out about the document from his lawyers instead of from you." Not a threat. Just a fact delivered in that flat voice. I looked down at the folder. At that name. The one that had shaken me more than Daven or Elena. I needed to know how deep this went.. The only person in this room with the power to find out was Ethan. "Three months " I said. "Three months " he confirmed. He reached to the side of his desk. Placed a single sheet of paper in front of me. A contract. Already printed. Already prepared. Like he had known before I walked in what my answer would be. I looked at it. Then at Ethan. "You already had this ready." "I like to be prepared " he said. I picked up the pen. Stopped. Three years. I had trusted Daven for three years without knowing he had a plan running the time.. Now I was about to sign something for a man I had known for fifteen minutes who also already had a plan. I looked up at Ethan. "Is there something you are not telling me?" Ethan held my gaze without flinching. "There are things I am not telling you " he said. ". Nothing that changes what is on that page." I stared at him. He stared back. Neither of us moved. I signed. Ethan took the contract looked at it once and set it aside. Then he looked at me. "One thing " he said. "What?" "The person running this is not Daven " he said. "Daven is being used. Someone else is behind all of this. Someone with access to both your world and mine. We just do not know who yet." The pen was still in my hand. "Why are you telling me this now? After I already signed?" The corner of his mouth moved. Not quite a smile. "Because now you have a reason to stay." I walked out of Ethans office with a contract in my name and more questions than I had walked in with. Someone bigger was behind all of this. Someone with access, to my world. Someone who had been watching enough to know exactly when and how to move. As I stepped into the elevator and the doors closed in front of me one face came into my mind without warning. A face I had never once suspected. I pushed the thought away immediately. It came back. It kept coming.Nobody slept.Ethan got his team to search the building within twenty minutes of getting the message. They looked at security footage and access logs. They checked every person who had entered and exited since we got there. Ethan worked fast and quiet. I watched him from across the room. Thought about what he had said.Both of us.He said it like it meant something more than just the shares, the trust and my uncle. Like it was about something else entirely. I did not know what to think about that so I put it aside and focused on what was right in front of us.Someone in this building was reporting to my uncle.I looked at each face carefully.My mother—She was scared and broken when she came here. It was not her.My father—He kept this secret for twenty years to protect me. It was not him.Grace— She spent four years gathering evidence even when it was hard for her. It was not her.Victoria—She just got here. She had barely said a word.Then there was Daven.Daven who came to us with
Nobody moved for a time.The woman stood inside the door looking at Ethan. Ethan stood across the room looking at her.. I stood between them trying to figure out what was happening."Who is she? " I asked.Ethan did not answer. "Her name is Victoria, " he said finally. "She is my mother."The room became very quiet.My father stood up slowly. He looked at Victoria with an expression that was hard to understand. It was not surprise it was something"You two know each other " I said, looking at my father and Victoria."A long time ago " Victoria said, still looking at me. She was looking at me in a way that felt deliberate. "You have your grandmother's eyes, " she said softly."My grandmother, " I said."Your fathers mother, " she said. "We were friends before everything fell apart."I looked at Ethan. For the time since I met Ethan Voss, he did not seem to know what to do next."This can wait until morning, " my father said quietly. "Everyone needs to rest. There is much to talk abo
My father arrived at the house just before midnight.He looked older than the time I had seen him. Not just tired, he looked older in a way that people do when they have been carrying something for a very long time and it finally becomes too much to hide.He hugged me at the door a hug that said sorry before he even said a word.My mother came out of the bedroom when she heard his voice and they looked at each other across the room something passed between them that I did not understand, something old and complicated that was not meant for my eye.Ethan stepped back to give us some space and I caught his eye as he moved he gave me a nod, a nod that said I am here I am not going anywhere.My father sat down,He looked at me the way parents look at their children when they are about to say something important,something they should have said a long time ago."How much do you know " my father said."About the trust about trust , about the will about all of it " I said.My father nodded slow
I opened the door.And both of them turned to look at me.Daven was sitting on the edge of the bed. Ethan stood with his arms folded, his back against the wall. Neither Daven nor Ethan looked surprised to see me. It was like they both knew I would come."What else?" I said. I looked at Daven. "What did you not tell us about the company and my family?"Daven looked at Ethan. Ethan gave a nod. Then Daven looked back at me."When your uncle first approached me " Daven said, "he told me something about you, Sofia.,About why he needed you. I thought it was just him justifying himself making the whole thing sound bigger than it was.. Now I think he was telling the truth.""Say it " I said to Daven.Daven took a breath."Your grandfather did not just leave the company to your father in the altered will, " he said. "He also set up a trust, a private one. The trust has conditions attached to it. It can only be accessed by a female heir of the family like you Sofia. Not your father, not your un
Ethan moved away.He was across the room before I could say a word, his hand out telling me to keep the call going. He pulled out his phone. Typed fast. I watched him send a message to someone on his team. Tracing the call I thought. I kept the phone to my ear."You went quiet, " the voice said. Still calm. "That is okay. I will wait. I have been waiting a long time.""Who are you? " I said. Even though I already knew."You know who I am Sofia. Grace told you. Ethan told you. I think even your mom told you by now. In her way."His voice was not like I had imagined. I had thought he would sound scary.. He sounded normal. Like a man on a business call.That made him scarier. Not less."What do you want? " I said."The thing I have always wanted, " he said. "What belongs to me. Half of what my dad built. Half of what my brother has had for thirty years while I was left with nothing.""So go to court, " I said. "If the original ‘will’exists, use it. Why all of this? Why Daven? Why me?"A p
The safe house was an apartment on the floor of a building owned by Ethan. He owned it through a company with a name that couldn't be traced back to him.My mother and Grace were in one room. Daven was in another room with two of Ethan's security team outside his door. He wasn't a prisoner. He wasn't free either.Ethan and I were in the room. We were alone. For the time since all this started there were no contracts between us, no audience, no event to perform for. Just the two of us. Everything that had been said and unsaid since I walked into his office.I sat on the couch. Looked at Ethan."Tell me what happened to the person before me, " I said.He was standing by the window. He didn't turn around."Ethan, " I said.He turned."Her name was Nadia, " he said. "She worked for your fathers company seven years ago. She was an accountant. She was sharp and careful. She noticed some things in the books that nobody else had caught and she started asking questions."I said nothing. I just







