“That may have been more dangerous than what happened this morning.”
She laughed.
Then her face became serious again.
“You built the strategy Gavin was going to present?”
“Yes.”
“And the last six major accounts this agency won?”
I hesitated.
“Mostly.”
Gavin said nothing.
Eleanor studied me.
“I don’t hire saviors, Christopher. I hire judgment.”
She stepped closer.
“This morning, every driver on that road had information. A person was in distress. They all made decisions.”
Her eyes held mine.
“You made yours before you knew my name.”
A cold shiver moved through me.
Then Daniel handed her a document.
Eleanor placed it on the table.
“Come to Halston Tower Monday morning. No promises. No job guarantee. Just an interview.”
I looked down.
At the top was a title.
DIRECTOR OF HUMAN CAPITAL STRATEGY — EXECUTIVE CANDIDATE BRIEFING.
The salary line underneath made my heart stop.
It was more than three times what Gavin had paid me.
