The offer was enormous.
Life-changing.
Dangerous.
Because part of you wanted it.
Not because you missed the chaos.
Because you knew exactly what you could fix with that kind of power.
But power from someone else’s guilt can become another cage if you are not careful.
“You don’t need a COO,” you said. “You need a conscience installed where your executive team used to be.”
His mouth twitched, but his eyes stayed serious.
“I think that’s you.”
“No,” you said. “I am not your conscience. I am a professional you underpaid, discredited, and almost pushed out of the industry.”
He lowered his gaze.
“You’re right.”
You stood.
“I’ll consult for thirty days.”
He looked up quickly.
“Consult?”
“At my rate.”
“What is your rate?”
“$3,000 an hour.”
The attorney, who had just returned, froze in the doorway.
Alejandro did not blink.
“Done.”
You almost smiled.
“Minimum twenty hours prepaid.”
