“Not likely,” Max handed out coffees. “Dad is a control freak. He needs to have his finger in every pot and the final say so on every project. I can’t see him giving up control of something so important, even if he is being watched. He’s also conceited enough to think that he can get away with virtually anything.”
“Let’s hope that will be his downfall,” Drew sipped his coffee gratefully. “Do you really think you can convince these people to testify?”
“I can,” Molson stated steadily. He would. He had no choice if he was going to right his wrong and help Michael.
“Okay,” Drew sighed. “Then I’d better talk to Agent Kepler of the FBI, Lawe’s superior and see if he would be interested in making a deal.”
“I’ll get started on creating pressure on David right away,” Sterling promised.
“I can say a few things about Dad’s deteriorating mental capabilities,” Max offered. “As his son, I lend legitimacy to the idea even if he refutes it.”
“That’s a good point,” Sterling noted. “Text me when you have time today and I’ll send over a couple of my competitors to take your statement. Since I’m involved with Jake, I’m not going to directly write about this, I wouldn’t want anyone thinking that I’m biased and leading. However, I have a lot of contacts in the industry who would love a scoop like this.”
“Good,” Max smiled. “Piaget and I will let the family know that at every opportune moment, we’re in the press questioning David’s mental stability.”
“Wait,” Piaget grinned. “Didn’t your mom say something about how David was going to have his annual checkup this week? Wouldn’t it look good, getting him on tape coming from the doctor’s office?”
“It would,” Sterling readily agreed. “If you can find out the address, I’ll get it done.”
“No problem,” Piaget said confidently. “I’ll just ask Rachel.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Drew frowned. He looked at Molson. “I hope it works.”
So did Molson.
