Maya stood beside the investors and watched. She didn’t feel powerful in the way people imagine power feels. She felt precise.

Helen walked onto the terrace carrying a silver tray. On it was a single envelope. The photographer lowered his camera when Linda opened it.

Even from upstairs, Maya could see the moment the laughter stopped.

Their complimentary upgrades had been revoked. Their private villa reservation had been canceled for violation of the guest-conduct policy. And the resort charges, previously placed under a corporate hospitality account, were now due immediately.

Ashley shouted first. Linda demanded the owner. Ryan reached for the paper.

Helen looked up toward the boardroom window. So did Ryan.