Rowen's POV

After the navy blue Camry left with Elora in it, I eased into the back seat of my black Mercedes, the driver was already at the wheel.

James got after me. The driver turned on the ignition and the engine roared to life and we drove off.

The city lights blurred past as I leaned into the leather seat of the car. James sat in the passenger seat up front, focused, his hands typing away quickly on his tablet.

"Any updates from the firm?” I asked him, flipping open the custom leather portfolio on my lap.

Without missing a beat, he replied, "Numbers are stable. The merger in...