NYLA"However you know how," I said. "Help me however you know how."Adler looked at me for a long moment, "Have a sit, Nyla."I sat. Kael stayed near the door, arms folded, without uttering a single word."What I'm about to tell you," Adler started, leaning forward in his chair, "I should have told you months ago. Maybe longer than that. Your father asked me to wait for the right moment and I respected that. But I've watched this situation go from a disagreement to something that could genuinely destroy everything he built, and I think the right moment is sitting in my living room at two in the morning.""What do you mean—""Let me finish." He held up a hand, not unkindly. "I know about Jason's plan for Monday. I know about the files, the board strategy, all of it. But what you don't know, what almost nobody knows, is that none of this started with Jason." He paused. "It started with Grimes."I felt Kael move in front of me."Grimes and your father had a history that goes back furth
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