Chapter 15 When Vengeance Meets Virtue

• Mason hadn't taken three steps when a voice called out behind him, urgent and pleading.
• "Mr. Rivers! Please, a moment of your time." Hughes's voice carried a desperate edge that made several workers turn their heads.
• The site president hurried across the construction yard, his Italian leather shoes collecting dust with each stride. The man's usual usually immaculate suit was dusted with concrete powder, his carefully styled hair disheveled from running.