*Noah's POV*
The cool Orlando evening air carries the scent of victory as I step out of my latest acquisition. The Meridian Tower now bears my signature on the deed, another piece of the puzzle falling into place. Two weeks of systematic dismantling. Two weeks of watching my enemies crumble one by one.
Logan Bell's Sunny Restaurant closed its doors yesterday. The staff looked confused as they carried out boxes of their belongings. Logan himself hasn't been seen since the health inspector found those interesting violations in his kitchen.
My phone buzzes. Marcus Webb again.
"The Patterson Group just filed for bankruptcy," he reports without preamble. "That's the last of the original list."
"Good. What about surveillance on the Bennett family?"
"Still active. They're having dinner at Rosewood Manor tonight. Family meeting, looks like."
