They asked the little accountant to run it.

Chapter 20 — Balancing the Books

Six months after the night I went out a bathroom window into a storm, the morning sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor executive suite of Sterling Global, and fell across the head of the long mahogany conference table, where I now sat — no longer the quiet accountant keeping her head down in finance, but the newly appointed chief executive officer of my father’s company, confirmed by the unanimous vote of a restructured board.

Flynn Sterling-Vance walked into my office carrying two cups of coffee, and set one on my desk, and leaned against the edge of the table.