“I have been calling them every single morning demanding updates.”

“But my hands are tied when the sub-contractors don’t perform.”

“And the eviction notice?” Nathaniel asked, his voice low and dangerous.

He tapped the signature at the bottom of the paper.

“Why is your name on this, Arthur?”

“Why didn’t this go through our legal department in the main office?”

Arthur swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

“It was an emergency measure,” Arthur said.

“The sub-contractor’s engineer told me the structural integrity of the B-wing was compromised.”

“I had to act immediately to limit our liability.”

“If a ceiling collapsed, the lawsuits would have ruined us.”

“I was protecting the Graves Group, Mr. Graves.”

“I was doing my job.”

Nathaniel looked down at the paper, then back at Arthur.

“Vanguard Engineering,” Nathaniel read from the text of the notice.

“You claim they performed the structural audit?”

“Yes,” Arthur said quickly. “They did the inspection last Tuesday.”

“They sent a team of three men.”

“I have the invoice on my desk at the leasing office.”

He was talking faster now, his words running into each other.