Chapter 16
Alex Benjamin sat in his office the next morning, the blinds half drawn against a pale and restless sky. The newspaper lay folded on his desk, untouched, though the bold headline staring back at him felt louder than any article inside. Businessman Ford seen in public altercation. The words were not exact, but close enough. The story was already moving.
He leaned back in his chair, hands steepled, and closed his eyes for a moment. He could still see Bruce at the dinner table, the way his voice had cut too sharp, the way his hand had struck the polished wood loud enough to turn heads.
For years, Bruce had been a pillar of composure, even in storm. Investors had trusted him not only for his skill but for his steadiness. But that steadiness was slipping, and Alex had felt the gro
