I turned to Hector, my voice shaking with a rage I could barely contain.

“Save every single second of that footage.” “Already backed up to three secure servers, sir,” Hector said, his jaw set like iron.

I pulled off my headset and stood.

“Where are you going, Mr.

Vance?” Hector asked.

I stared at the screen, where Chloe was still berating Marisol while my daughters cried behind her.

“I’m going,” I said, “to reclaim my home.”

Chapter 10 — He Cares More About His Mergers