Chapter 162 The First Strike

Jasper’s voice was low, but every syllable dropped like a hammer against the marble-tiled floor of Silas’s study. The morning sun hadn’t yet dared to cut through the storm-dark clouds that hovered over the city. A fire crackled in the hearth, but the air between the two men remained glacial. “He’s back,” Jasper said, placing a manila folder onto the desk, his grey eyes sharp beneath furrowed brows. “Montgomery Caldwell has purchased twelve percent of Rockwell Enterprises. Quietly. Strategically. Over the last nine days.”