Nick's POV
"We've got a lead!" Oliver barreled into the boardroom, then stopped dead when he saw me held fast in Liam and Reagan's arms.
His eyes darted to the floor. Raymond lay there, spitting blood, one hand to his mouth. Oliver's confusion curdled into shock. "What the—"
A voice like thunder cut through the room.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Dad's face filled the doorway, and the air went thin. He stormed forward, seized Raymond by the collar, and dragged his face close enough to see the blood and disgrace.
"You—" Dad spat, voice low and lethal. "Where the hell did you get the audacity to show your face here? I just found out what you did, and not even your father can save you now." He shoved Raymond so hard that the man hit the floor once again.
"Take him!" Dad barked at the guards.
Raymond didn't go quietly. He twisted, kicked, punched, scrambling, panicked. "This is illegal!" he yelled, flailing at anyone near.
