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Chapter 9 - Northline.

Northline Strategic Partners had been formed eleven months earlier.

Marcus found the public registration within minutes.

Grant was listed as manager.

The mailing address was a private office suite on the other side of the city.

Ava stared at the record.

“So the voting rights would move from a family trust into an entity he controls alone?”

“Temporarily, according to the document.”

Marcus emphasized the word.

Rebecca crossed her arms.

“And with extensions.”

Ava felt a familiar anger rise, but this time it did not blur her thinking.

It sharpened it.

She called Elise.

Elise answered immediately.

“Did you sign?”

“No.”

A breath left Elise.

“Good.”

“Tell me about Northline.”

Silence.

Then Elise said, “Where did you see that?”

“In Grant’s own documents.”

Another pause.

“That is what I was trying to trace.”

Ava put the phone on speaker so Marcus and Rebecca could hear.

Elise continued.

“Several redevelopment invoices were paid to vendors connected to Northline’s financing partners.”

Marcus leaned closer.

“Do you have documentation?”

“Some.”

“Lawfully obtained?”

“Yes.”

Elise sounded defensive.

“They were records I reviewed as part of my job.”

Marcus nodded even though Elise could not see him.

“Do not send anything outside the scope of your access.”

Ava asked the question that mattered most to her.

“Did Grant create the company to take control of the trust?”

“I do not know.”

Elise paused.

“But the timing is bad.”

Friday morning arrived with rain pressing against the windows.

Grant’s board meeting was scheduled for noon.

At nine fifteen, he called Ava.

She answered with Rebecca beside her.

“Have you signed?”

“No.”

“Ava.”

His voice carried exhaustion now.

“The lenders are waiting.”

“Send Marcus the lender package.”

“We cannot distribute confidential material to every lawyer you hire.”

“He represents me.”

Grant breathed out.

“You are blocking a financing deal over suspicions fed to you by a frightened employee.”

Ava’s eyes narrowed.

“So you know Elise talked to me.”

Grant did not respond.

Ava continued.

“Did you check her phone?”

“That is between the company and an employee.”

“No.”

Ava’s voice cooled.

“You made her part of our marriage when you staged that scene in our living room.”

Grant went silent.

Rebecca wrote a note and slid it across the desk.

ASK WHY NORTHLINE IS NECESSARY.

Ava read it.

“Why does Northline need the voting rights?”

“To satisfy lender governance requirements.”

“Why not Bennett Urban Holdings?”

“Because the lenders want a clean decision structure.”

“Controlled by you.”

“I am the chief executive.”

“You are also my husband.”

Grant’s voice sharpened.

“Do not confuse those roles.”

Ava almost smiled at the contradiction.

“You did that first.”

At eleven thirty, Marcus received a partial lender package.

It confirmed there was a genuine financing problem.

The company needed new credit to stabilize a redevelopment project.

But the package did not require Northline specifically.

Marcus pointed to the language.

“The lender requires centralized voting authority.”

Ava read the sentence.

“It does not say Grant’s personal company.”

“Correct.”

Rebecca leaned forward.

“So he chose the structure.”

At eleven forty-eight, Grant sent Ava a final text.

BOARD STARTS IN TWELVE MINUTES.

PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS.

Ava stared at the word please.

It was the first time he had used it.

At eleven fifty-two, Elise called.

Her voice trembled.

“They just terminated me.”

Ava stood.

“What?”

“They said I violated internal confidentiality rules.”

“Did you?”

“I disclosed information about my own employment situation and told you about documents that affected your rights.”

Elise took a breath.

“They took my laptop and building badge.”

Ava looked at Marcus.

“What happens now?”

Marcus was already typing.

“We preserve everything.”

At twelve exactly, the board meeting began without Ava’s signature.

At twelve sixteen, Grant sent one final message.

You have no idea what you just started.

Ava read it once.

Then she turned her phone face down.

“Maybe not.”

May you like

She looked at Rebecca and Marcus.

“But now he has to explain what he started first.”

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