"Appreciate the ride, Mr. Cole." Naomi kept it polite.
"This way." Sebastian's response stayed even as he headed toward the parking lot.
Neither of them noticed the figure watching from the corner of the site as they walked off.
Ethan's eyes tracked Naomi's retreating back. He fired off a message to Grant.
Find out what arrangement Naomi's actually made with the Sinclairs.
Watching the message flip to "read," something in Ethan's shoulders eased slightly.
He was about to pocket his phone when it rang.
Marcus.
He thought it over for half a second, then answered. "Mr. Sinclair. What can I do for you?"
Marcus's voice came through, unhurried. "I've done a full review. Blackwood's cleared to participate in next week's bidding meeting. I'm handing your company the winning slot."
"Serio
