I was the company driver. My wife was the CEO’s executive assistant. The morning he humiliated her in front of the entire office, we both lost our jobs. That evening, I rang his front doorbell—not to threaten him, but to tell someone the truth he had hidden for years

I drove executives to airports, clients to meetings, and sometimes spent twelve hours a day behind the wheel.

Alice was the CEO’s executive assistant.

She organized meetings, booked international flights, managed schedules that changed every hour, and somehow kept an impossible man organized.

Her boss was Richard Caldwell.

Brilliant.

Demanding.