Chapter 8 - Summoning the Corporate Legal Heavyweights
At 7:00 AM sharp, the private oak-paneled conference room of Moretti Global was filled with tense, exhausted executives.
Marcus Sterling, Luca’s chief legal counsel and bulldog litigator, sat at the end of the long glass table looking perplexed.
“Mr. Moretti, you called an emergency executive briefing at dawn... has there been a hostile takeover threat?” Marcus asked cautiously.
Luca stood at the head of the table, his eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night, looking like a caged predator ready to strike.
“Forget the stock market, Marcus. I need you to deploy our top private intelligence team across the entire Chicago metropolitan area,” Luca ordered.
“Intelligence team? For what corporate entity, sir?” Marcus queried, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses.
“Not a corporation. A person. Nia Carter,” Luca said, his voice dropping an octave into a dangerous register.
Marcus blinked in surprise, remembering the quiet woman who had quietly signed divorce papers years ago without asking for alimony.
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“Your ex-wife? Sir, she dropped off the grid regarding public filings after the settlement... why are we looking for her now?”
“Because she didn't leave alone, Marcus. She has two children. My children,” Luca growled, slamming his fist onto the glass table.
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