It required lying still while a man prepared to kill me and trusting that a recording and a phone call would be enough.

But it meant that when it was over, I had not become one of them.

The empire was saved, and my enemies were caught, and I had not had to kill anyone to do it.

That, I have come to think, was the real victory, larger than the company, larger than the money: I won without becoming the thing they thought I was.

Chapter 13 — The Resurrection