“That boy holds nearly half the voting shares.

Of course he was my enemy.

I had to end Porter.

And if you’d handed me that drive quietly, none of the rest would have been necessary.” Every word of it went straight into the earpieces of the officers in the dark outside.

He had just said, aloud and on the record, the one thing no lawyer could ever have pried out of him.

Standing there, letting him believe he had won, was the hardest thing I have ever done, harder than identifying Porter’s body, harder than telling Cody his father was gone.