Page 124 of Time Stops With You

Sullivan is the heir of a massive fortune handed down from one generation to the next. His family weathered two world wars and the Great Depression, flourishing in every era despite the unique challenges introduced by the shifting of time.

Sullivan—his full name is actually Richard Sullivan the Second—built his company atop the impressive foundations of his family’s empire.

There was never a problem his name couldn’t solve.

He negotiated contracts with his pedigree. He convinced banks to lend him money with his family status alone.

No one rejected him.

No one said no.

Sullivan has weathered neither wars nor great economic relapses. To earn his stripes, he had to invent his own fire.

Which is why he invested in the PLP.

Sullivan made it clear that he wants to make his own mark in the world. In that regard, our visions align but, on my end, it was also a tactical decision to bet on him.

Sullivan’s entire estate doesnotrest on Cullen Tech. He has enough money and enough momentum that immediate profits from the PLP program aren’t his main goal. It’s rare in the tech-conglomerate world to have the scientists rushing more than the investor. But that’s exactly how the roles have switched in our business venture.

“How have you been, Cullen?” Sullivan asks, leaning back and watching me patiently.

“You put a lot of work into asking that question.” I arch a brow.

“Are you referring to Darrel?”

I nod.

Sullivan lifts his chin. “I have no regrets.”

“You stayed out of my sight because you crossed a line and you knew it.”

“Fair.” He makes the sign with his fingers.

Sullivan knows American Sign Language because he’s married to a very famous deaf social media model.

I saw her at the company once and thought that she was there as a spokesperson for Dare’s new venture with Ru-Carpsel. It wasn’t until Sullivan emerged from a meeting with me and my team, saw the woman and immediately went over to kiss her that I noticed them both wearing wedding rings.

“How’s the wife?” I ask.

His mouth curls into a soft smile. “She’s great. She just came back from fashion week so we’ve been making up for lost time.” He gets serious again. “How’s the simulation?”

“We’re making headway. Adam Harrison agreed to open access to his satellite signals. I appreciate the introduction by the way.”

“I was happy to help. I should have thought of it myself. Linking the two of you is a no-brainer.”

My smile inches up a bit. “Harrison is excited about the PLP prospect.”

“Not a surprise. He’s just as obsessed with the impossible as you are. If not for Nova, the guy would be on the first rocket to Mars to start his own colony.”

I chuckle.

Sullivan’s eyes narrow on me.

I wipe the smile immediately from my face.

Sullivan whips out that ‘big brother’ tone of his. “Are you taking enough breaks?”

“Here we go again.” I sigh.

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