Ryan considered him for a moment. “Now,” he said slowly, “I put distance between myself and everything they built.”
Tevin frowned. “Meaning?”
“Meaning,” Ryan replied, “I’m not going to be the heir who goes down with the ship.”
Tevin’s expression sharpened. “You think it’s that bad?”
“I think,” Ryan said, “that Steven hasn’t even started yet.”
Tevin was quiet for a beat. “You’re planning something.”
“Yes.”
Tevin studied him for a moment, then nodded once.
“Alright,” he said. “Just don’t forget you’ve got people in your corner.”
Ryan’s lips twitched. “I know.”
Tevin gave him a quick salute and slipped out of the office, closing the door behind him.
Silence again.
Ryan exhaled slowly, then reached for his phone.
He had been circling this decision for days, weeks, if he was honest
