“Done.”
“I choose the outside auditors.”
“Done.”
“I report directly to the board, not you.”
His jaw tightened slightly.
Then he said, “Done.”
“And at the end of thirty days, I walk away unless I decide otherwise.”
Alejandro studied you.
“You’re enjoying this.”
“No,” you said. “I’m pricing the damage.”
For the next thirty days, Lujan Entertainment became a controlled demolition.
Julian Price’s empire collapsed first.
The investigation found fake vendors, inflated invoices, stolen campaign credits, retaliatory performance edits, and private messages that were so arrogant you almost respected the stupidity.
Almost.
Lucia Vaughn fell next.
Her defense was that she “acted based on executive direction.”
Unfortunately for her, she had put enough in writing to prove she knew the evaluations were manipulated. She had not been a victim of Julian’s scheme. She had been an operator within it.
Then came finance.
Then legal.
Then artist relations.
