human problem before anyone in the executive suite even noticed it existed.
But Harold didn’t see any of that.
He saw a salary.
He saw a department he believed could be automated.
And he saw his niece, who had promised him nearly six hundred thousand dollars in annual savings.
Apparently, I was the expensive obstacle standing between him and his next promotion.
I closed the folder in front of me.
“All right,” I said.
Harold blinked.
“All right?”
“I heard you.”
He glanced at Madison.
She gave him a small,
