CHAPTER 14 — THE FINAL ENEMY WAS SITTING BESIDE ME... EVERY SINGLE DAY
My grandfather asked only one question.
"Who has had unrestricted access to your office for years?"
I immediately thought of board members.
Attorneys.
Executives.
No.
Then it hit me.
My executive assistant.
Rachel.
She had worked beside me for almost eight years.
She managed my calendar.
Handled confidential documents.
Scheduled every board meeting.
Knew every password recovery procedure.
Every major decision passed across her desk before reaching mine.
I refused to believe it.
Until Victor arrived carrying a forensic report.
He didn't say a word.
He simply handed me a tablet.
Security footage played across the screen.
Night after night...
Rachel remained in the office long after everyone else had gone home.
Copying files.
Photographing contracts.
Scanning confidential financial reports.
Then another video.
Rachel meeting secretly with Daniel months before my divorce.
Another.
Rachel transferring encrypted files using disposable phones.
My stomach turned.
All those years...
Every surprise attack against me...
Every confidential negotiation that somehow leaked...
Every attempt to undermine my leadership...
Had begun inside my own office.
Victor looked at me quietly.
"She wasn't working for Daniel."
"Daniel was working for her employer."
"Who?"
Victor slid one final photograph across the desk.
The logo on the building was instantly recognizable.
Titan Global Logistics.
Our biggest competitor.
The company that had tried—and failed—to acquire Parker Freight Solutions three separate times.
Rachel hadn't been stealing for money.
She had been stealing to help Titan destroy us from the inside.
That afternoon, I invited every senior executive to an emergency strategy meeting.
Rachel smiled as she entered the boardroom, completely unaware that every conversation, every computer login, and every phone call over the previous seventy-two hours had already been monitored under court authorization.
Halfway through the meeting, I stood.
"Rachel..."
"I have one question."
She smiled confidently.
"Of course."
"How much did Titan pay you to betray all of us?"
Her smile disappeared instantly.
The room fell silent.
Security officers quietly entered through both doors.
Rachel looked toward the exit.
Too late.
Victor placed a thick folder in front of her.
May you like
"Eight years of evidence."
"No one is leaving this room."
