Perhaps it was time to return to those roots. To strip away everything but the core of what had made the company great. To rebuild from foundation rather than try to save a structure that might be too damaged to repair.
His intercom buzzed, his father returning from the meeting with Kane Industries representatives.
"They're gone," Eduardo reported, voice tight with controlled emotion. "Their lead negotiator seemed almost... pleased by our rejection."
"Of course she was," Stefan replied bitterly. "Now they can wait a week and offer fifteen cents instead of thirty."
"Perhaps." Eduardo paused. "But she said something strange as she was leaving. Asked me to give you a personal message."
Stefan's attention sharpened. "What message?"
"She said, 'Tell Mr. Rodriguez that some losses can't be
