Ethan did not answer Whitfield’s question right away. Instead, he pulled up a chair, sat across from the older man, and looked at the crumpled receipt still sitting on the desk between them.“We stop guessing what his plan is,” Ethan said. “We go find it.”Whitfield’s eyebrows rose. “You mean the coastal estate.”“Marianne drove that direction hours before any of this started. If she was meeting Cassius there, or reporting to someone there, that is the closest thing to his real base we have found so far.” Ethan stood, already reaching for his jacket. “I want to see it before he has time to move again.”“That is not a decision to make alone,” Whitfield said, standing as well, voice sharp with the same protective urgency Ethan had heard from him three days earlier. “You have already walked into one trap this morning.”“Then bring Marcus’s team once Julius is secured,” Ethan said. “But I am not sitting in a waiting room while Cassius plans his next move against my grandfather. Not again.
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