Chapter 226 The Arrival Of The Envelope

• Brett Pov
• The morning light through the floor-to-ceiling glass of my 80th-floor office in Graham Tower was cold and gray. I stood at the corner of my desk, adjusting my cuff links and calculating supply chain margins for the second-quarter review, when Marcus opened the heavy door.
• He didn't speak immediately. He walked across the wide rug, holding two items in his gloved hand. On top was a sleek, thick black envelope Underneath it sat something else.