Claire covered a conference table with purchase orders. Dave stayed on the visitor side of her laptop. Denver, Cleveland, Milwaukee. All three launches had been canceled before the kits were produced. Northline had charged for completed deliveries anyway. I can be bad at parallel parking. I am not bad at counting boxes. She had kept the original spreadsheets. Finance's replacement quietly removed the quantities. At the bottom of its approval sheet, Dave found two initials: R.H. Robert Hale had helped raise him. His hand stopped over the paper. Someone you like? Someone I thought I knew. She did not offer comforting guesses. She prepared a summary separating the documents from their suspicions. Dave suggested Ruth's direct address, which Luis had given the crew. Claire sent the report herself. Then she caught him looking at the ink on her cheek and smiled. You're good company for a man who won't tell me anything. He could have started then. Instead, he helped her carry the papers downstairs.
An undercover CEO. A marketing strategist who sees the man beneath the uniform. A betrayal hidden inside the company he thought he knew.
Listen closely. Choose carefully. Carry the consequences.
Every path leaves a different story.