The smell of hot coffee filled Sir Alistair Finch’s office. The room was quiet, but the air felt heavy. Something big was about to happen.

Leo Sterling sat across from Sir Alistair, his back straight, his eyes steady. He had just finished laying out his bold plan, and now he was waiting for an answer. He wasn’t nervous not on the outside but inside, he knew this was it. This was the gamble that could change everything.

“I’ll stay,” Leo had said, “I’ll lead the men’s team and ...