I sat back down and said nothing. I let the silence stretch, watching him instead of reacting. The lounge felt too quiet, like even the air was waiting for what he would say next.
Nick found a seat beside me, relaxed like he had all the time in the world. "It's been about a year since Fuller Corporation went public," he said slowly. "On the surface, everything looks strong. No visible cracks. But think deeper. Why did the company take such a heavy hit just because of a delay in the project you and Caleb handled?"
I frowned slightly.
He didn't stop. "A delay in payment alone doesn't cause losses that big. Not unless the internal reserves are already tight. You don't think that kind of damage comes from normal growth, do you?"
His words settled in my mind, uncomfortable and persistent.
