Chapter 45: An easy way Out.
Savage inhaled deeply through his nose, nostrils flaring. For the first time since we walked in, he looked... unsettled. Not scared. But aware.
His fingers stopped tapping.
The room was tense, thick with unspoken words.
Jacob shifted behind him, clearly uncomfortable. The guards at the door exchanged glances but remained still.
Savage exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "You’ve got some nerve, Eric. Showing up here and threatening me with this... this thing." He gestured toward the phone.
Eric leaned back, a faint smirk on his lips. "Well, considering all the effort you went through to wipe it off the internet, I’d say it was worth a shot. You should give that person a raise, by the way—they did a solid job." His tone was almost teasing.
Savage’s expression darkened. "You do realize I can make you regret this?"
Eric hesitated for a moment, then smiled. Sitting up, he clasped his hands together. "Just a few years ago, you were a councilman. You worked your way up, and now you’re a lawmaker. Give it another ten years, and you’ll be aiming for the presidency." He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. "Now tell me... what happens to all that ambition when your son’s mistake drags you down? When years of hard work crumble because of a controversy that isn’t even yours?"
Savage’s jaw tightened. "Kenny is his own man."
Eric’s response was immediate, low but firm. "He’s your son."
I sat there in silence, watching Eric skillfully guide the conversation, playing to the one thing Savage cared about most—his ambition. He wasn’t just negotiating; he was leading him exactly where he wanted.