Nathaniel swallowed and swiped it away.
“Banking glitch,” he muttered. “I’ll fire someone tomorrow.”
Then the phone rang.
It was Graham, his Chief Financial Officer.
Nathaniel answered sharply. “What is it?”
Graham’s voice exploded through the speaker.
“Nathaniel, what the hell did you do?”
Nathaniel stiffened. “Watch your tone.”
“Watch my tone? Apex Holdings just pulled our liquidity line. The lenders triggered emergency recall clauses. They want immediate repayment in full.”
“That’s impossible.”
“No, it isn’t. Servers are locking us out. Investors are pulling out. The stock is collapsing. We are ninety million dollars in the red, and it has been three minutes.”
Nathaniel dropped the phone.
“That’s impossible,” he whispered. “Whitmore Global owns our debt. They loved my vision.”
From the floor, Graham’s voice sobbed through the speaker.
