Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
If they could get me detained, they meant to present my absence as proof that I was unfit to oversee my father’s company.
“Don’t let them release it,” I said.
“I’m already on it.
And Harper?”
“Yes?”
“You were right to keep the camera.”
PART 6: THE FIRST BOARD MEETING
By nine-thirty I was in Elaine’s conference room in clean clothes, with the protective support of attorneys and the exhaustion of someone who had lived two days before breakfast.