“Well done,” the mysterious person said. “But I advise you to remain cautious. Better safe than sorry. Get too cocky, and you might just get tripped up at the last minute.”
If Fitch was discovered, it would disrupt their plan, and he shouldn’t expect any mercy.
Fitch understood the unspoken threat. Despite his annoyance, he couldn't say anything against the mysterious figure's authority. He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t worry. With me on the case, he won’t be able to stir up any trouble. Given the Sloans' current situation, one more push from our side, and they’ll either go bankrupt or... they’ll be begging someone to acquire them.”
Both of them knew exactly who that someone would be.
The person on the other end seemed pleased with this answer. “That would be ideal. Remember what I told you. I don’t want the Sloan family to go bankrupt. I want a complete change of ownership.”
“Of course,” Fitch nodded. “I haven’t forgotten our agreement.”
He set down his glass, his tone eager. “But... you did promise me significant resources and a major investment for the Sherwood Group once this is all over...”
The mysterious person cut him off. “Rest assured, once the job is done, you’ll get every penny.”
Fitch’s smile deepened. “Then here’s to the success of our partnership.”
But after a few days, he agreed. He’d be a fool not to take the money. The rich often had their eccentricities, and besides, the offer was simply too good to refuse. With the promised resources and investment, the Sherwood Group could leapfrog to become an industry giant. Only an idiot would turn that down.
The only lingering question was the identity of his mysterious benefactor. He had been unable to find out who they were; all their communication was done online.
But what did it matter? Fitch didn’t care who they were. As long as the money was good, he’d work for anyone. He almost felt sorry for Hackett Sloan. He had no idea what powerful figure the Sloans had managed to cross to warrant such an elaborate and expensive takedown.
But then again, whatever was coming to them, they probably deserved it. Thinking of his daughter, still estranged because of Tamara, Fitch felt a rare pang of guilt. He had certainly wronged Yvonne. He hadn't seen her since the wedding. Once all this was over, he would bring her home and properly apologize.

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