The long awaited alert popped up on everybody's screen, all at once.
BREAKING NEWS splashed across the TV.
"Blackwood Enterprises tied to Stonehenge," the anchor said, breathless. "Unethical deals, shell companies…"
The screen cut to stock footage of warehouses and shadows. Red ticker. Big words. No dates.
Julian watched from his study with the city still dark outside. His Tea had gone cold from neglect. He didn't flinch. He smiled small, like a man who'd been waiting to exhale and finally got the chance to.
His phone buzzed. Neville.
"It's them," Neville said. "You ready?"
"Do it," Julian said.
"On it. We'll kill their link and put ours up."
Simple. Clean. The plan they'd built for this exact moment.
"Use the letter," Julian said. "Front and center."
"Already queued," Neville said. "And the timeline and the lawsuit. We're not letting this go unchallenged."
