Gregory's POV
I stand at parade rest outside the conference room, ears tuned to the raised voices behind the heavy oak doors. Three hours. The damn board meeting has been going for three f*****g hours, and from what I can hear, it's not exactly a friendly chat.
My shoulders ache from standing still so long. Old habit from my military days before I joined the pack. When s**t gets tense, the body remembers its training.
"...unacceptable risk to shareholders..." floats through the door, some pompous asshole's voice rising above the others.
I roll my neck, trying to ease the tension. As head enforcer, my place should be beside Damon, not out here playing security guard. But he'd asked me to coordinate the teams instead, said he needed someone he trusted watching the perimeter. Now I'm wondering if……
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