Chapter 11 : Missing Board Packet

Damon's POV

"Good morning, sir. The board is waiting," Godson's voice came through the door before I even entered the office. The morning sun slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the polished wood floor in patterns of light and shadow. My heart thumped hard—today was the big acquisition vote. I squared my shoulders.

"Thank you, Godson. I'll be down in a moment." I offered a calm tone, though inside I felt a twist of unease I couldn't shake.

I closed the door behind me and moved to my desk. Everything should be in order: the confidential folder with financial projections, negotiation terms, risk assessments—everything the board needed to decide. Yet as I stepped forward, I noticed the slight tilt of the desk lamp, the faint shift in the stack of papers. My pulse quickened.

I reached for the folder. It wasn't there.