~ Isabella ~"Take a look at these, Richard," I said, sliding the thick black folder across the glass table. "Read every page."Richard Sterling did not reach for the folder right away. He stood on the far side of the Vanguard boardroom, his hands tucked neatly into the pockets of his tailored gray trousers. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, the morning sun reflected off the Manhattan skyline, casting long, sharp shadows across the dark steel floor.He looked at the folder, then raised his head to look at me. His face was perfectly calm. His blue eyes were soft and steady, showing no hint of fear or surprise."Isabella," Richard said, his voice quiet and even. "What is this?""Those are transaction logs, meeting records, and encrypted communication files," I said, keeping my hands resting flat on the table. "Nathan brought them to me yesterday. He says you have been meeting privately with an intermediary who works directly for Damian Cole."Richard let out a small, brea
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