Chapter 97 The War Before the Battle

***Gideon***

The moment I hang up with Preston, the office feels too quiet again.

That kind of quiet never lasts in a place like this. Somewhere outside my door phones are still ringing off the hook, reporters are still circling the building like vultures, and Hazel is likely already buried under calls from investors pretending they’re “concerned.”

Concern is a polite word for panic.

I pick up my