Chapter 19

• The news hit Taylor like a physical blow. It was not delivered through the formal channels of a subpoena or a summons; it arrived with the cold, digital efficiency of an email alert forwarded to him from his father’s chief counsel. Thankfully, Mr Benard did not reveal to his dad.
• Taylor was in his private gym, working off the crippling anxiety of the last few days, when his phone buzzed violently. He was halfway through a heavy deadlift set, the bar loaded with plates, when he glanced down.
• The email was short, brutal, and to the point: