Chapter 8 - THE LEAK
The partial video ruined me for ten days.
Not permanently.
Long enough.
Someone leaked the clip of me slapping Linda and Robert to three outlets.
No Lily.
No marks.
No Rebecca.
No audio before the slaps.
I looked exactly like what Robert wanted:
A large, furious man hitting two people in their sixties at a family party.
Reed Industrial’s board extended my leave.
Employee groups demanded explanation.
Two customers paused contract renewals.
One lender asked whether management stability was at risk.
That was the consequence of my choice.
Robert created the trap.
I still stepped into it.
I released one statement.
Not a war.
Not a twelve-page self-defense.
I acknowledged:
I struck both parents.
I regretted responding with violence.
There was an active investigation involving injuries to my daughter.
I would not discuss her private details.
I would cooperate with company and law enforcement review.
No excuses.
The response did not magically fix anything.
Good.
Real trust repairs slowly.
Then the source of the leak emerged.
A public-relations consultant hired by Robert’s personal office.
He claimed he received the clip from Rebecca.
Rebecca denied sending it.
Metadata showed the consultant downloaded it from Robert’s shared drive.
Robert’s lawyer called that unauthorized access by staff.
Maybe.
Internal logs would decide.
Either way, the clip existed in a folder created before police finished interviews.
Folder title:
CAUSE SUPPORT.
My father was not subtle.
Then I made my second hard choice.
I stepped down temporarily from day-to-day CEO duties beyond the board’s leave.
Voluntary until investigations ended.
Employees needed stability.
I hated it.
That made it right.
The acting CEO, Marcus Hale, had worked with me twelve years.
No family relation.
He was better at operations than I was and worse at speeches.
Perfect.
Robert called it surrender.
I called it governance.
Then Rebecca requested plea discussions.
Her attorney approached prosecutors.
She wanted to cooperate against Robert.
Did that mean redemption?
No.
It meant her legal risk had become clear.
Still, cooperation could reveal truth.
She gave a proffer.
Robert had first approached her two weeks before the party.
Plan:
Create a public confrontation.
Use Lily because Daniel reacted most strongly when anyone criticized his parenting.
Rebecca initially thought Robert wanted her to make Lily cry by taking away a toy.
Then Robert escalated.
He wanted visible marks.
Rebecca said no.
He threatened to call her debt immediately and remove her from family support.
She agreed.
No one forced her hand.
Important.
She chose.
In the laundry room:
She grabbed Lily’s arm.
Lily screamed.
Rebecca slapped her once.
Robert entered.
Said:
“Hard enough that Daniel sees.”
Rebecca refused a second slap.
Robert told her:
“Then keep her crying.”
She closed Lily in the room briefly? Prompt says Daniel carried crying Lily from laundry room. Could be she was in room, not locked. Keep consistent: Rebecca remained there until heard Daniel approaching, then stepped out? Let's say she left Lily inside for seconds while she went to party. Daniel heard crying and found her. Fine.
Rebecca’s account matched marks.
Matched Lily.
Matched messages.
Then she said something new.
“The party wasn’t just for witnesses.”
“What else?”
Robert had arranged for Blackmere to receive a signed management-side letter the next morning.
If Daniel was terminated for Cause before signing, Robert’s personal sale bonus increased.
“How much?”
Rebecca answered:
“I don’t know. Dad said enough to fix everything.”
The amount was sealed in the transaction data room.
The board obtained it under subpoena-equivalent corporate rights.
Naomi called me at midnight.
“Daniel.”
“What?”
“We found the side letter.”
She paused.
“Your father wasn’t trying to save fourteen million dollars.”
“How much?”
“Tomorrow.”
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I nearly fired her.
Professionally.
