Jake watched the tension in his uncle's jaw. The silence in the penthouse was getting heavy, and the view of the waterfall, usually soothing, now felt like it was just filling the space where a decision should be.
"Let's get out of here, Uncle," Jake said, pushing himself up from the desk. "We can't solve the future of the Rivers legacy on an empty stomach."
Darius checked his watch, then nodded slowly. "Perhaps you're right. A bit of fresh air might do us both some good. There's a quiet place not far from here where we can actually hear ourselves think."
Jake pulled out his phone and swiped to Elias's contact. "Elias, start the R8 and pull it around. We're heading out for lunch. My uncle is with me."
"Understood, sir. I'll be at the entrance in two minutes," Elias's voice was crisp and immediate.
