Was this the right thing to do?
Most likely not.
Was I terrified of dealing with Theron Lockhart on a daily basis?
Absolutely.
So why had I agreed to any of this?
I kept telling myself it was because I needed the job not just any job, but a legitimate, well-paying one. The kind of opportunity that didn’t fall into your lap twice.
I still owed more than fifty grand to the men my father had borrowed from. The kind of men who didn’t believe in reminders only consequences. Missing a payment wasn't an option. I needed to keep that cash flowing more than I needed breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
So yeah, the salary for the director position sounded like a lifeline. Turning it down would have been beyond foolish. Maybe even fatal.
These thoughts looped through my mind like a broken reel as I
