Chapter 11

Diana got Marcus Webb into a room within forty-eight hours. Not a courtroom. Not a law office. A conference room at the Nexus Corp headquarters, with two forensic accountants, a court reporter, and a very nervous former CFO who clearly hadn't expected this to happen so fast. Marcus was forty-three, thinning hair, expensive watch — the kind of man who'd always been smart enough to be dangerous but never brave enough to be honest. "Marcus," Diana began, sliding a folder across the table. "Let's...