Precisely.
“Yours.”
The elevator doors closed between them.
Ethan stood motionless.
Vanessa came closer.
“What did she mean?”
He stared at the polished brass doors.
He did not answer.
Because at that exact moment, his phone began vibrating.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Then continuously.
CFO.
General counsel.
Board secretary.
His largest outside investor.
And finally, an automated calendar notification he had never seen before.
CALLAWAY MARITIME HOLDINGS.
EMERGENCY SPECIAL SESSION.
6:00 P.M.
LOCATION: HALCYON CROWN, EXECUTIVE CONFERENCE ROOM A.
ATTENDANCE REQUIRED.
Ethan’s face drained.
Vanessa looked over his shoulder.
“Why is your board here?”
“I don’t know.”
“What does Grace have to do with it?”
“I said I don’t know.”
He stepped away and called his CFO.
No answer.
He called the company attorney.
Straight to voicemail.
Then the board secretary.
Nothing.
“Ethan.”
Vanessa touched his arm.
“Maybe it’s about the Harbor Crown deal.”
That made him turn.
