Chapter 22

• Nathan's POV
• The cup is set down in front of me, the steam curling into the air, but I keep my attention fixed on the documents spread across the table. We’re trying to sort out something long overdue, something important, making sure people can leave this place safely. Finding a firm we trust has proven harder than expected.
• “How about we just start our own?” Theo leans back in his chair, arms behind his head like he’s tossing out an idea about lunch, not logistics.