David paced his room after hanging up the phone, feeling the weight of the situation settle deeper on his shoulders. Matt's meeting with Carter was set for midnight and time was slipping through his fingers like sand.
He clenched his fists as tension pooled in his chest, wondering how he could protect Matt without falling deeper into the quicksand of Carter's world.
A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. "Come in," David called out, his voice taut with tension.
Jack entered the room, with his hands on both sides. "Good morning, Young master, you have a visitor, Mr. Adam is waiting for you in the lounge."
David gave a quick nod, inhaling deeply. "Thanks, Jack. I'll be down in a minute."
As Jack left, David took a moment to gather himself, the weight of the decisions looming ahead. He couldn't afford to screw this up.
