Chapter 613

Patrick Collins nodded. "Maybe Gregory wasn't as cunning as we thought. Just a coward. We gave him a scare, he saw death was near, figured handing over the evidence might save his neck, so he confessed." Beckett said nothing, lost in thought. Something about it didn't sit right with him. It just felt too clean, too easy. If Gregory was just an average guy, no way he would've lasted so long around someone like Stanton without being exposed. That sly old fox didn't keep people close for nothing. And it wasn't just Stanton—Ruby trusted him too, to the point of handing him something that crucial? Trying to sell Gregory as some spineless nobody? Beckett wasn't buying it. But honestly, whatever game Gregory was playing, or whoever else was in the shadows, didn't really matter now. The priority was still Stanton. … "They've already started calling for donors. Why hasn't Crestview's CEO shown up yet?" someone asked. A few others chimed in, stirring things up. "Ghosting us at the last minute?"