Reese saw what was happening but didn’t ask about it. She already knew it had to be Karter texting, probably with updates from the Ratcliff Global board meeting. Still, she chose to trust Matthew. She believed he could handle whatever came up.
They took their time with dinner, almost an hour, both of them eating until they were completely satisfied. When Matthew finished paying, he took Reese’s hand and led her out of the sushi place, his voice steady again. “Had enough? Now we go see Joseph at Ratcliff Global.”
Reese nodded, her relaxed mood shifting to one of focus and resolve. “I’m ready.”
They got back in the car. This time, Matthew started the engine without a second thought and sped off toward the Ratcliff Global headquarters.
Meanwhile, over at Vista Tech, Hank sat in his office, staring at a stack of reports, his brow furrowed in frustration. Just a few minutes earlier, he’d gotten a call from an unknown number. The guy on the other end said he was calling on behalf of Ratcliff Global, and his voice was all arrogance and attitude.
“Mr. Meyer, Mr. Ratcliff asked me to pass along a message,” the caller said, barely hiding the mockery in his tone. “Vista Tech is tangled up with a wanted criminal now, your reputation’s ruined, and you still think you can win the Blade project subcontract? Completely delusional.”
He kept going. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll pull out of the project on your own and tie your company to Ratcliff Global. Maybe then Mr. Ratcliff will take pity on you and help Vista Tech through this mess. Otherwise, you’re on your own.”


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