Reese let out a quiet sigh. There was no way Matthew’s story was as straightforward as it looked on paper. He wasn’t just a tech guy who left the military after an injury. Something wasn’t adding up. But why would he want to hide who he really was?
“What’s on your mind?” Matthew asked, noticing how distracted she’d been since he walked in. He waved his hand in front of her face to snap her out of it.
She blinked and shook her head. “It’s nothing.” Whatever his secret was, it didn’t change the fact that he’d helped her out more times than she could count. And honestly, she didn’t have anything he could possibly want. If he didn’t want to talk about it, she’d let it go. “Just got a lot on my mind.”
“What kind of things?” Matthew asked, raising an eyebrow and flashing a teasing half-smile.
“Nothing important,” she said, not about to push him or call him out.
Karter, who’d been hovering nearby, couldn’t help but notice the way Matthew was looking at Reese. It was so obvious he felt like he was intruding on something private. He just wanted to get out of there before he turned into a full-on third wheel. “Mr. Meyer, if you’re busy, I’ll leave you to it.”
“Yeah, go ahead,” Matthew answered out of habit, only realizing his slip after the words were out. He glanced over at Reese, worried she’d caught on, but she was already looking down at the file he’d brought.
“Mr. Meyer?” Karter called again, nerves making his voice shaky.
Reese, still pretending not to have heard anything, finally looked up. “Sorry, Mr. Shaw, I’ve got something I need to finish here…”
“It’s alright,” Karter said quickly, practically tripping over his own feet as he backed out of the office. “Take your time.”
Reese gave a polite smile, her suspicions basically confirmed. The way everyone tiptoed around Matthew made it obvious he was the real power behind Karter.
Once Karter was gone, Matthew leaned against the edge of the desk and spoke up. “Leslie’s case is in the hands of the authorities now. Blade’s development is done, so next up is sorting out the licensing for its civilian use. I set up a meeting with your dad... Bailey, this afternoon. Is there anything you want me to handle ahead of time?”
Reese scrolled through her phone and saw the company rocketing up the trending topics.
#RatcliffGlobalChairmanAccusesRamosCorpOfEnvironmentalViolations
#RamosCorpIgnoresSocialResponsibility
#RamosCorporationBackInHotWater
Every article was a hit piece, complete with blurry old videos. It’s nothing clear, but more than enough to get the public riled up.
With the regulators swarming and production at a standstill, orders couldn’t be filled and the penalty fees were going to be massive. Meanwhile, the protest was only getting louder, and the company’s reputation was taking a serious beating.

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