The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption
“She did. A witness saw them talking. Said Brook looked upset. The witness thought they were arguing, but couldn’t hear what about. A few minutes later, Sierra got into her car and left. Then Brook made a phone call before she drove off. That’s where things get strange.”
“How?”
Grant hesitates. “That section of footage from the parking lot exit is gone. Deleted from the security feed. Whoever did it knew what they were doing. It wasn’t random corruption. Someone covered her tracks.”
For a moment, I can’t even speak. My jaw locks, the muscles in my neck coiling tight. Brook. Always somehow one step ahead of consequence.
“Send me everything you have,” I say, voice low, steady.
“I already did.