“Cobb Meridian is currently overleveraged by approximately thirty-two million dollars,” she said. “Three investor withdrawals have been delayed. One bridge loan matures this Friday. Two personal guarantees appear to have been secured against assets Mr. Cobb no longer controls.”
Kessler turned slowly back to Ronald.
“Personal guarantees?”
Ronald swallowed.
I had once seen him charm an entire room of donors after forgetting half their names.
Now he could not charm a sentence out of his own throat.
Priscilla grabbed his arm.
“Ronald,” she whispered.
He shook her off.
Then he looked straight at Sienna.
“You did this.”
Sienna’s face changed.
Not dramatically.
Not like in movies.
Just a small straightening of the shoulders.
“No,” she said. “I stopped helping you do it.”
That sentence landed harder than any accusation.
Ronald laughed bitterly.
“You think Lexi cares about you? She’ll use you and throw you away.”
Sienna’s eyes filled again.
