Ravyn did not come here planning to pay for anything. If anything, his first instinct had been to outsource the mess.
He could easily call Nova Ghost, give him a discreet contract, have the video scrubbed from every hidden corner of the internet before sunrise.
Nova Ghost never failed, never asked unnecessary questions, and never left fingerprints behind. But this wasn't just a digital problem, it involved the pack.
And if Nova Ghost really was human, then he had no business touching pack affairs, no matter how capable or expensive he was.
Still, Ravyn had been willing to throw a few million at the situation if it meant restoring Daisy's sanity and putting this nightmare to rest. Money had never been an issue for him.
He owned half the city's veins and arteries, and ash flowed through his accounts like water. Even with his stocks plummeting, he was still worth billions, and he knew without a doubt that very soon, things would stabilize again.
