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I grunted, moving past him. “What the fuck do you think?”

I motioned to him. “Check the security footage. We don’t have cameras in the house, but double check nothing is on the ones we do have.”

“And if I find something?”

“Wipe it.” I glared at him. “What do you think?”

“Just making sure we’re aware of what we’re about to do.” His face was grim. “We still have the shareholder meeting.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

Everything had to happen on the same night.

I took a second. I needed to regroup. I needed to think of every fucking detail to make sure nothing slipped through when Sam spoke up from in the hallway, “Go.”

Logan and I looked at her.

I asked, “Where’s Maddy?”

“Showering.” She held up a bag. Red splotches could be seen inside. Something metallic was also inside. “I’m going to burn this. Then we’ll clean up. I called Heather. Channing’s coming here to help. Heather’s going to the hospital to cover us there. We got this.”

“They’re going to help cover up—”

She tipped her chin up, her mouth flattening. “It’sMaddy, Mason. What do you think?” Her eyes flashed. “We’re all in thistogether. We’ll do what we have to do to protect our childand afterward, we’ll do what we need to do to protect her from herself. If that means therapy, meds, I don’t give afuck. Right now, we’re in crisis mode. Get to that meeting. Deal with it, then get to the hospital because when my sister wakes up, we need to figure out a way to have her corroborate Maddy’s story.”

Logan inhaled at the mention of Samantha’s sister. That was right. He didn’t know who she was. He’d just been rolling with us, following our lead when finding a girl bleeding out in my house. I had a few things to share with him on the way to the meeting.

“What about Max?”

Sam winced before stating, “She drugged him. Benadryl. He’s zonked out on the couch in the basement.”

A small relief that he was one less person pulled into this mess, but also, she drugged him.

“Jesus Christ,” I said faintly.

I didn’t know what else to say.

My daughter did all of this.

What else was she capable of?

54

MASON

Thirty minutes after Logan and I arrived at the shareholders’s meeting, my phone buzzed with a notification. A signed contract was in my email from Phillip Moreaux and Holdings.

Shane King came through. Moreaux sold me his shares.

Before the events of this night, I’d been looking forward to the meeting. All that was gone. Any and all blackmail material that might’ve been revealed in the meeting wasn’t shared. There was no big reveal. No emergency news to tell them except two items.

Right before we were about to end the meeting, I brought up the first item.

“Avoy,” I called one of the shareholders. “If you open your fucking mouth one more time to tell your kid that Kade Enterprises is going under, that’s the reason my father killed himself, and you’re going to buy it and change the title to Avoy Enterprises, I will yank your shares so fast, so ruthlessly, that your head will spin and you won’t be able to know what’s up and what’s down. Are you understanding me?”

He tried to bluster, but all he did was turn lobster red in the face and tug at the collar of his shirt so many times, he ripped some of the seams. “You can’t do that—”

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