A Fund of His Own

"Did you trade or recommend trades based on information from this journalist or her sources?" "No." "Can you prove that?" Ethan almost laughed. In finance, innocence often carried the burden of proving a negative while guilt hired better counsel. "My trade logs, emails, chats, and research files will show it." Marcus looked older than he had a year earlier. "Atlas thinks you're building a short thesis against them." "Atlas thinks many things." "Are you?" "Not for Blackquarry." The room went quiet. Mara closed the folder. "Your access will be restricted pending review." Marcus did not object. That was the betrayal, not the investigation. Ethan had expected caution. He had not expected Marcus to hand him over so cleanly.