Chapter 32 Shark Tank

• Nathan POV
• The drive from the San Antonio villa back to the city was the longest two hours of my life.
• I sat alone in the back of the armored sedan, my eyes fixed blindly on the rain starting to smear across the tinted glass window. My phone was vibrating continuously against my thigh, a relentless stream of notifications from the market monitoring apps. The pre-market trading values for the Hale Group were flashing in bright, angry red numbers. We had dropped eleven percent before the opening bell could even ring.