Day three inside Walker Corporation.
The story outside had not died.
If anything, it had grown.
Damian read the headlines on his phone before he even got out of the elevator.
Mystery Omega's Corporate Role Raises Questions.
Walker Heir's New Consultant: Protection or Something More?
Inside sources say Kendrick Walker personally oversaw the contract.
He put his phone face-down on the desk.
Then picked it up again and turned it off completely.
He had learned a long time ago that reading things about yourself was only useful if you could do something with the information.
Right now he couldn't do anything with it.
So there was no point.
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At 9am, a junior employee stopped him in the hallway.
Young.
Mid-twenties.
The specific kind of nervous energy that meant she had been working up to this for at least twenty seconds.
"Mr. Roberts?"
He turned.
"Can I help you with anything today? I'm on the thirty-eighth floor support team. If you need—"
She stopped.
Regrouped.
