Chapter 47 - The Price of Silence
Alden Voss's name appeared in a business column beside rumors about a delayed public offering. The article quoted an anonymous investor saying Moretti Capital needed decisive leadership.
Adrian wanted to issue a statement accusing someone of manipulation. His public-relations director advised restraint. To my surprise, he listened.
The independent counsel's team requested records concerning the sale of a minority stake in the TriBeCa project. An investment vehicle connected to one of Alden's longstanding associates had expressed interest after the valuation rumor drove financing expectations down.
“That's not proof of a scheme,” Miriam reminded me when I asked.
“I know. It is a reason to examine the timing.”
I heard my own words and recognized how far I'd traveled from the woman who once threatened to use a flash drive as a loaded gun.
My phone lit with another press request. This reporter offered an exclusive if I would confirm the existence of Leo.
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I forwarded it to counsel. Then I deleted the draft reply I'd begun in anger.
A boy's childhood was not a bargaining chip, no matter how many people insisted information became public property once someone wealthy was involved.
