Caleb
I was reviewing Micah's latest counts on my laptop when Adrian called, his voice too controlled in the way that always meant something significant had just gone wrong.
"Damien's holding a press conference in twenty minutes," he said. "No warning, no consultation with legal, nothing. I need you here."
I was in the car within five, canceling my afternoon rounds without hesitation, because whatever Damien was planning, I trusted my instincts enough to know it wasn't going to be anything good for this family.
The press conference was already being streamed live by the time I walked into the estate's media room, where Adrian, Becky, and Ryder had gathered around a laptop, all three of their faces tight with the same wary tension. Damien stood at a podium outside Blackwood Dynamics hea
