The sunlight shining through the window caught the ruby and flashed red across the room like a lighthouse. Rick watched the ring spin in a trance. Just before the ring lost its momentum, Rick gave it another flick, which reignited another invigorating spin, continuing the flash of the ring’s ruby. Rick plucked the ring from the desk and rubbed the metal between his fingertips. A thumping pounded on his door. “Enter.” Heath stepped inside holding a stack of folders. “Hill’s already taken out three board members. Finley, Dunst, and Kipp are gone.” Rick picked up the files, flipping through the reports and scanning the pages haphazardly. “She can go after as many board members as she pleases. They don’t know anything. They never knew anything.” “Sir, I haven’t been able to dig up a lot of information on our GSF mole,” Heath replied. “The only thing I’ve found is a name and a very modest bank account.
