All Chapters of FIRED IN THE RAIN: The Billionaire's True Identity: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 61
Marcus met Kray at the older man's private club, a room deliberately devoid of the kind of ostentation Marcus had always associated with genuine old money, and understood, sitting across from him, that he still knew considerably less about his benefactor than the arrangement probably warranted."You've been unusually quiet about your actual interest in Cassian Ferrer," Marcus said, emboldened by three weeks of Kray's resources finally stabilizing Draven Group's liquidity position enough that he no longer felt entirely at the older man's mercy. "I've given you coordination on the timing of every move we've made. I think I've earned an honest answer about what you actually want out of his destruction."Kray considered him for a long moment, and something in his expression shifted — not quite warmth, but a careful, deliberate loosening of the composure he'd maintained through every previous conversation."You want to know why an old man with more money than he could spend in three lifeti
CHAPTER 62
Naomi worked her contacts through the weekend, chasing the sourcing behind the rival outlet's sophisticated internal-governance leak, and found, by Sunday evening, a thread she hadn't expected — a financial disclosure filing, buried in public record but never previously cross-referenced against the smear campaign's timeline, showing a modest but traceable payment from a Ledger-adjacent consulting firm to the freelance journalist who'd broken the original story."It's not conclusive," she told me, calling late enough that I understood she'd been working the story instead of sleeping. "But it's the first hard evidence I've found that at least part of this coordinated campaign traces back to Ledger money, not simply Marcus and Kray's arrangement. Which raises a question I don't have a comfortable answer for yet: is the Ledger acting as a unified body here, or is this one faction working independently of whatever agreement you negotiated with Adaline Voss?"I thought of Bram's warning day
CHAPTER 63
She summoned me this time — no card delivered through Bram's careful intermediation, but a direct call to the Quiet House, her voice, when Odalys handed me the phone, carrying an edge I hadn't heard from her during either of our garden conversations."You've made my position considerably more difficult than I agreed to when I extended you that courtesy," she said, without greeting. "I would like an explanation, Cassian, and I would like it delivered to my face rather than through the careful theater of my son's discretion."I met her that evening, not in the garden this time but in a private office considerably more formal than our previous meetings, and understood, walking in, that whatever goodwill our earlier conversations had generated was, for the moment, entirely spent."Your interview," she said, once I'd sat down, "and the reporter's subsequent story tracing funding for the smear campaign back to a Ledger-adjacent firm — these have combined to put me in an untenable position w