Chapter 65

Grady was at a loss. Never in a million years would he have thought he’d be in this position. He might sometimes be considered insincere, and he might sometimes have to sugarcoat the truth, but he didn’t break the law, and he most definitely wasn’t a thief. He especially had no need to steal money. What he hadn’t gotten in his trust fund from his father, he’d inherited from his grandmother. He’d taken a hit when the American economy had crashed, but it would’ve been a lot worse if he hadn’t diversified his holdings overseas as well. He was more than comfortable. Anybody who knew him should have known that.

Except, if Cam was to be believed, nobody did. The rumors floating around said Grady had stolen a few million from the Foundation, and that Oliver had pulled a lot of strings to keep him out of jail. His departure was his punishment, apparently. Exile to a small, unprofitable satellite office nobody in his right mind would ever want.