Ruin of the Sovereign Billionaire
Lachlan stood behind my chair, one hand braced on its back, his warmth the only thing keeping the terror in my chest from swallowing me whole.
"If Apex has her," I said, pulling up the order book for Vance Supply Co., "they're waiting for the open to short the stock and let their shells buy up board seats."
"Then we cut their legs off before the bell." He leaned over my shoulder, voice low against my ear. "Can Archangel sweep the logistics float pre-market?"
"It can. But it means burning the secondary reserves I built for Tahlia's medical trust. If this fails, I won't have the capital left to pay a ransom."