CHAPTER 84: Dominic at the Edge
DOMINIC'S POV
The quarterly infrastructure deal closed on a Tuesday, and my team celebrated in the conference room with champagne I'd approved the budget for but didn't drink.
I shook the right hands, said the right things, and gave credit where it was due. That part wasn't difficult. My team had done the work, and I wasn't the kind of man who took credit for something he hadn't earned.
I smiled when I was supposed to, answered the questions I was asked, played the role the room expected, and then I got into the car and told Marcus to drive slowly.
Nobody in any meeting had looked at me with anything other than the usual professional attention.
I was very good at this. I had been taught to look capable since I was eighteen and the alternative was going
