Blake's POV
The silence in the car was starting to get to me. Cassie wasn't saying anything; she just sat beside me, her hands folded in her lap, staring out the window at the city sliding past. She looked calm, composed, like she hadn't just spoken fluent Japanese like it was a second language. She was acting like she hadn't just saved my business from ruin. I could have been okay without Takeshi's backing, but I would need nothing to go wrong. In my line of work things go wrong and projects get delayed. No one could control the weather.
If Richard Jones was behind it, and I was one hundred percent sure that was the case, then he would have found a way to hurt production of the projects in some way. Maybe the supply chain. I could think of hundreds of ways to affect any given project. I
