The Signal in the Dark
Photographs of him entering the Beacon Hill house at two in the morning were on every financial blog.
Excerpts from the private agreement had gone to the press.
A headline was climbing the business pages: ASHGROVE HEIRESS PAID MILLIONS FOR FAKE PARTNER TO DECEIVE BOARD. Meridian’s stock began to slide.
Emeka drove straight to Beacon Hill and found Ifeoma in her study, staring at a muted television.
“Anyone could’ve taken the photos,” he said, trying to steady his voice.
“We can spin it.”