The boardroom at Reyes Holdings has always felt like a cathedral.
High ceilings stretch upward, glass walls gleam with the reflection of the city’s skyline, and the view itself is designed to make men feel invincible. It is a place built for power, for decisions that ripple across continents, for voices that shape markets.
But tonight, it feels like a courtroom.
And I am not supposed to be here.
Board meetings are Adrian’s domain. He shields me from them, insists they are brutal, merciless arenas where weakness is devoured. Yet tonight, he didn’t stop me. He let me walk beside him into this chamber of glass and steel. That alone tells me how serious this is.
At the head of the table sits Victor Eduardo Salazar.
Senior Director. Seventeen years with the company. One of the original in
