Gavin read the page.
Then read it again.
The color disappeared from his face.
Less than six hours after firing me for stopping to help a stranger, Gavin lost control of the company he had treated as his kingdom.
But my satisfaction didn’t last.
Daniel’s phone rang.
He answered.
His expression shifted.
“Yes.”
He listened.
Then looked directly at Eleanor.
“When?”
Another pause.
“Are you certain?”
He ended the call.
“What now?” Eleanor asked.
Daniel glanced at me before responding.
“The driver who called emergency services before Christopher arrived has been located.”
I frowned.
“I was the one who called.”
Daniel shook his head.
“Someone called ninety seconds before you.”
Eleanor’s face tightened.
“But nobody was there.”
“That’s the problem.”
He held up his phone.
“The caller reported Mrs. Halston’s location before she collapsed.”
A cold silence filled the office.
I stared at Eleanor.
“What does that mean?”
