Catherine drove him straight back to his neighborhood.
A short while later, they pulled up to Gavin's house.
"Take the rest of the afternoon off. Go home," Gavin said, opening the door and gesturing for her to leave as well.
During the drive, Catherine's phone had chimed. Now that the car was parked, she finally checked the screen.
It was a text from Celine Logan.
[Director White, Hammer just arrived at the office. He wants you back immediately!]
Gavin had thrown a tantrum and quit on the spot, washing his hands of Hammer entirely.
But Catherine was still an employee of Golden Horizon.
She typed back a quick 'Okay', then turned to Gavin. "Got it. I'm heading out."
Gavin stood on his front steps, waving at her as she reversed.
Once Catherine's car disappeared down the street, he turned and walked up to his door.
He pressed his thumb against the biometric scanner.
The electronic lock let out a rapid series of beeps. "Fingerprint not recognized."
Gavin rubbed his thumb against his shirt and pressed it down again.
The exact same error echoed back.
"Ridiculous. As if I'd be homeless without this dump!"
He spun around, pulled out his phone, and hailed a cab straight to the nearest luxury hotel.
Half an hour later, he was standing at the front desk.
The receptionist politely slid his credit card back across the marble counter. "I'm sorry, sir. This card was declined."
"Impossible. I have millions of dollars in that account," Gavin fired back without missing a beat. "Your machine must be broken."
The receptionist offered an awkward smile. "Would you like to try another card?"
Gavin pulled out a black card. "Use this one."
A moment later, she slid it back. "Sir, we've seen this happen before. Your accounts appear to be frozen."
He stood outside the hotel doors for a long time, ultimately deciding to tough it out to the bitter end.
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Golden Horizon Enterprises.
At two o'clock, Catherine walked back into the office.
The atmosphere was suffocating. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw several secretaries scurrying out of the executive suite, looking completely terrified.
What used to be Gavin's office had been entirely taken over by Hammer.
"Director White, Hammer wants you inside."
Celine rushed over the second she saw her, lowering her voice. "It's about the corporate seal Gavin took. It's holding up the contract signing for this afternoon, and Hammer is furious."
"Understood." Catherine remembered that Gavin had taken the seal to the airport.
He had brought it out of the car, but when he came back, he only had the documents—which he immediately ripped up and threw in the trash. She had no memory of him bringing the seal back into the vehicle.
Catherine took a deep breath, braced herself against the suffocating pressure, and pushed open the door to Hammer's office.

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