“Under whose authority?” Daniel asked.

“Under the authority of the majority shareholder,” I said.

I left Clara’s apartment and drove back to Greenwich.

The late afternoon sun sat low in the sky, casting long shadows across the highway.

My phone stayed completely silent.

Aaron had not called or texted to check on me since he ordered security to lock me out.

The long gravel driveway crunched under my tires as I approached the family estate.

I parked near the front steps and carried my bag inside.