Benedict gave a nod, though his forehead stayed creased with worry.
Winston could see Benedict's overconfidence clearly. With Theodore being so young, he feared Benedict might read the situation wrong, so he felt compelled to speak up.
"Mind your tongue when we talk to him. Don't get on his bad side. Theodore might look young, but the connections backing him aren't something ordinary people can mess with."
"Understood," Benedict answered, his face blank.
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Amara's POV
I sat listening to the presentation while tapping away on my phone.
Send me Garrett's details.
A few minutes passed before the file came through.
Garrett, male, middle-aged, born in a poor Southwest town, illegally crossed borders as a teenager with his father to find work...
From the information alone, Garrett's story screamed classic rags-to-riches success.
