LOGINThe Deal
Claire took me to the floor and knocked on the double doors. Then she stepped aside. I walked in by myself. The man behind the desk did not look up away. He was reading something with one hand on the desk completely still. When he finally looked up his eyes went straight to my face. Stayed there. He did not smile. He did not stand up. "Sit down Ms Wren." I sat down. Close he was harder to figure out than I thought. Not cold, exactly. More like a man who had decided a time ago that showing what he was thinking was a waste of time. "I am sorry about your wedding " he said. Then he said, "I will not waste your time. You already know about the document. What you do not know yet is how far this goes." He turned a folder around. Pushed it across the desk. It was bank records. Eighteen months of money transfers. Money was moving between accounts. I saw Davens name on the one. Elenas name was on the second. Then I saw the name. My hand stopped moving on the page. It was someone I had trusted longer than I had trusted Daven. Someone who had no reason to be connected to any of this. "That cannot be right " I said. "Two of my people checked it " Ethan said. "It is right." I sat back. My mouth was dry. My hands were shaking. "Why are you showing me this " I said. "You do not know me. This is not your problem." "Your fathers company and mine have been talking for four months " he said. "If that document is filed it does not just hurt your family. It hurts me. So yes Ms Wren. It is much my problem." He was not doing this out of kindness. He was doing this because Daven had made an enemy of the wrong person. I understood that. I respected it more than I would have respected kindness. "What do you want from me " I said. "A deal." I had been waiting for that word since I walked through the door. "My company has been pushing me to look more stable in public. Someone at my side at events for three months. Nothing beyond that. In return I will use everything I have to make sure that document never gets to court. I will protect your fathers shares. I will expose Daven Cole completely." I looked at Ethan. "You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend." "I want you at my side at events " he said. "What other people think is their business." Twenty four hours ago I was at the altar. Now I was in a billionaires office being offered a deal that made no sense and somehow made sense at the same time. ". If I say no?" "Then your father finds out about the document from his lawyers instead of from you." Not a threat. Just a fact delivered in that flat voice. I looked down at the folder. At that name. The one that had shaken me more than Daven or Elena. I needed to know how deep this went.. The only person in this room with the power to find out was Ethan. "Three months " I said. "Three months " he confirmed. He reached to the side of his desk. Placed a single sheet of paper in front of me. A contract. Already printed. Already prepared. Like he had known before I walked in what my answer would be. I looked at it. Then at Ethan. "You already had this ready." "I like to be prepared " he said. I picked up the pen. Stopped. Three years. I had trusted Daven for three years without knowing he had a plan running the time.. Now I was about to sign something for a man I had known for fifteen minutes who also already had a plan. I looked up at Ethan. "Is there something you are not telling me?" Ethan held my gaze without flinching. "There are things I am not telling you " he said. ". Nothing that changes what is on that page." I stared at him. He stared back. Neither of us moved. I signed. Ethan took the contract looked at it once and set it aside. Then he looked at me. "One thing " he said. "What?" "The person running this is not Daven " he said. "Daven is being used. Someone else is behind all of this. Someone with access to both your world and mine. We just do not know who yet." The pen was still in my hand. "Why are you telling me this now? After I already signed?" The corner of his mouth moved. Not quite a smile. "Because now you have a reason to stay." I walked out of Ethans office with a contract in my name and more questions than I had walked in with. Someone bigger was behind all of this. Someone with access, to my world. Someone who had been watching enough to know exactly when and how to move. As I stepped into the elevator and the doors closed in front of me one face came into my mind without warning. A face I had never once suspected. I pushed the thought away immediately. It came back. It kept coming.Ethan was in room 412.I went to the hospital. There were two police officers standing outside his door. They looked at me. I looked back at them. Then Ms Adu, the lawyer that Mr Osei had called, stepped forward. I talked to them quietly. They let me through after that.I opened the door and went inside.Ethan was sitting up in his bed. He had a dressing on the side of his head and a cut above his eyebrow that had been closed with stitches. He stared at me when I walked in.For a moment his face was tight and controlled. Then it relaxed a little."You filed the documents, " he said."I filed them two hours ago, " I said. "The injunction has been stayed. The shares are now in my name."He nodded, like he had known I would do it. I sat down beside his bed.We looked at each other for a moment. There was a lot to say, but neither of us said anything.Then I said, "The article.""I know, " he said.I said, "Tell me about the deal, seven years. Tell me yourself before someone else does."
Ethan's security team tracked Elena's phone in eleven minutes.She had not even turned it off which means Elena was either not as smart as I thought she was or she wanted to be found.Elena was at a hotel three kilometer from the house in a ground-floor room with the light on.I told Grace and my father to go to the hospital. I told the security guard driving me to take me to the hotel first.He looked unsure. I gave him a look and he stopped looking uncertain.I knocked on the door.There was silence, some movement and then the door opened.Elena looked at me. She did not look surprised.She stepped back. Let me in.The room was small with a bag on the bed that was half packed with her phone on the table.We stood looking at each other for a moment, two women who had known each other since we were fifteen years old who had shared everything and who had sat on each other's beds talking about the future.I did not feel nostalgic, I felt cold."The article, that was you " I said to Elena
My father's lawyer, Mr Osei, was a quiet man who had been handling the Wren family's legal matters for 22 years. He possessed the kind of calm professionalism money couldn’t buy.He did not ask us many questions when we arrived at his office at eleven at night. He didn’t ask why we all looked half-mad, or why we were breathing as if we had just run a marathon. He simply adjusted his glasses,He looked at the documents, looked at me and looked at Grace standing behind me. Then he said:"Give me forty minutes."I stared at the folder in my hands. Thought about my grandfather, Arthur Wren. He was a man I had never met. He built something with another man fifty years ago. Kept his part of it until he died. He did this for me, a granddaughter he would never know.I thought about the letter he wrote. His handwriting was neat and careful. He wrote about protection as if it were the important thing.I hoped I was doing what he wanted me to do.Mr Osei returned exactly after thirty-eight minutes
None of us brought it up.We both pretended as if nothing happened. He told everyone about the plan. I asked questions and tried to avoid looking at him.It did not work well.Every time he spoke I knew where he was in the room. Our eyes met across the table and we looked at each other for a second too long before we looked away.Grace noticed. I could tell by the way she looked at us and said nothing. Grace is the kind of woman who notices everything and says nothing.My mother noticed too.. She said something at the worst possible time.She came up to me while I was standing by the window and said very quietly:"He looks at you the way your father used to look at me before things got complicated.""Mum, " I said."I am just saying," she walked away.I put my forehead against the window and told myself to focus.Ethan's team had found Elena's address. The house was real. It matched what we were looking for.. They used a drone to take pictures, which showed people inside. Several peo
Elena stood in the doorway. She looked smaller than I had ever seen her. The Elena I knew always walked into rooms as if she owned them. She laughed loudly. She made sure everyone noticed her. This woman looked like she had been drained."Sit down, " Ethan said. His voice was not warm.. Not mean either. Just a voice that needed information and was willing to wait.Elena sat.I stayed standing. I did not want to sit near her. I was not sure I ever would."Talk, " I said.She looked at me. For the time in all the years I had known her Elena did not try to control her face."Three days ago he called me, " she said. "Your uncle. He told me the plan was almost done. He told me my part was over. I will be taken care of.""Take care of how, " Ethan asked."That is what I thought at first, " Elena said. "Money. A new place to go. A clean exit. That was what he promised when he first brought me in. When it was over I would be paid and disappear, and nobody would find out it was me."“But," I sa
The call came at five in the morning.Ethan's security team. Just those three words and Ethan was already moving."Your father's office," he said to me, pulling on his jacket. "Someone broke in an hour ago. They didn't take anything. They left something instead.""What did they leave?" I asked.He looked at me."A photograph, " he said. "Of everyone in this building. Taken from outside. Tonight."Our safe house wasn't safe anymore.We moved within twenty minutes. My parents got into one car.. Victoria got into another.. Two security guards are in a third. Ethan and I got into his car at the front.Nobody spoke much. The city was still dark and quiet outside. We drove through it fast and quietly.I sat in the passenger seat staring at the road ahead thinking about the photograph. Someone had been standing outside that building watching us all night. Counting us. Recording us. Sending a message that said, I know where you are and I'm not afraid of any of you."He's escalating, " I said.
Ethan moved away.He was across the room before I could say a word, his hand out telling me to keep the call going. He pulled out his phone. Typed fast. I watched him send a message to someone on his team. Tracing the call I thought. I kept the phone to my ear."You went quiet, " the voice said. Sti
The safe house was an apartment on the floor of a building owned by Ethan. He owned it through a company with a name that couldn't be traced back to him.My mother and Grace were in one room. Daven was in another room with two of Ethan's security team outside his door. He wasn't a prisoner. He wasn'
We were in the car when Ethans phone rang.He looked at the screen and said nothing. Picked up. Whatever the person on the phone said made him go very still. He listened for thirty seconds then said two words."Bring him."He hung up.I looked at him."Who?"He turned to look at me.. In his eyes was
Nobody spoke.I stood in the middle of Ethans office. Let Graces words sink in slowly. Your father is not who you think he is. The man trying to ruin your family is your fathers brother.I looked at my mother.She sat back down her hands folded in her lap her eyes on the floor. She looked like a wom







