I look at her standing in my doorway.
Priya Anand, who arrived in the lobby on my first day with two coffees and a pre-built brand landscape and the watchful energy of someone who had been waiting for the right person without knowing what the right person looked like until they walked in.
"You would leave Harlow for something that does not exist yet?"
"I would leave Harlow for something worth building," she says. "There is a difference."
I look at her for a long moment.
"Sit down," I say.
She comes back in and sits.
"What I am thinking about building," I say carefully, "is not a vanity project. It is not a reaction to Reid's offer or Helena's counter. I have been thinking about it since before either of those conversations and I did not say anything because I needed
