“Come to Halston Tower Monday morning. No promises. No job guarantee. Just an interview.”
I looked down.
At the top was a title.
DIRECTOR OF HUMAN CAPITAL STRATEGY — EXECUTIVE CANDIDATE BRIEFING.
The salary line underneath made my heart stop.
It was more than three times what Gavin had paid me.
I looked at Eleanor.
“This is insane.”
“Probably.”
Then she smiled.
“But so was stopping for a stranger when the rest of the world kept driving.”
I took the document.
Behind me, Gavin finally spoke.
“Christopher.”
I turned.
He looked desperate.
“Can we talk privately?”
Before I could answer, Eleanor’s attorney suddenly stiffened while staring at his phone.
“Mrs. Halston.”
Something in his tone changed the air.
She turned.
“What?”
He approached and handed her the screen.
Her expression darkened.
“What happened?” I asked.
Daniel answered carefully.
“Someone has accessed confidential Halston acquisition documents.”
Gavin’s eyes widened.
The attorney looked directly at him.
