(Jessica’s POV)
"That's not—I mean, technically—" He's wavering.
I play my trump card. "She's with Ethan Hale now. Do you understand what that means? She has access to unlimited resources. Unlimited connections. If you don't strike first, if you don't establish that these ideas came from Sterling & Co., she's going to bury you. Bury us."
That does it. The combination of wounded pride and professional jealousy is too much for him to resist.
"Fine. Let's do it. When can we schedule a meeting with Henderson?"
"I'll call them today. We can probably get in tomorrow afternoon." I smile, already composing the email in my head. "This is going to be perfect."
After Dustin leaves my office—still muttering about Ethan Hale and Sabrina's audacity—I pull out my personal phone and text Freya.
Me:
