Chapter 7
That was when the room changed.
Not because I’d revealed some extraordinary secret identity.
Not because I’d intimidated anyone.
Because I’d asked the right question and brought evidence that deserved an answer.
The light turned green.
I continued toward my meeting.
That evening, I returned to my new apartment, set my briefcase on the dining table, and opened a folder for the next day’s work.
For seven years, Preston had told me that I contributed nothing.
Now, for the first time in a long while, I was building a life without needing him to acknowledge what I could do.
I took out my notebook.
Wrote the date.
And began.
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