When the room was finally empty except for Antonio, Russo, and me, I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding.
"That went about as well as expected," Antonio said.
"Meaning terribly," Russo added.
"Did you revoke their access?"
"The moment you announced the termination. They're locked out of everything."
"Good." I walked to the window. "Now we prepare for whatever comes next."
I spent the next few hours in my office, trying to go over files. By the time I finished, evening had fallen.
The drive home was quiet. My mind was clearer now, the anger from yesterday finally starting to settle into something more manageable.
When I arrived home, Mrs. Santos greeted me at the door.
"Mr. Rafael, dinner will be ready in an hour."
"Thank you. Is Maliya in her room?"
"Yes, sir. She's
