Elena’s POV

The maintenance supervisor was standing near Patricia’s desk when I arrived at the executive floor, still holding the thick folder I’d asked him to bring.

He looked like he wasn't entirely sure he was supposed to be here.

The moment he saw me, he straightened instinctively.

“You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be,” I said, offering him a reassuring smile.

He let out a slow breath.

“I’ve never been to a board meeting before.”

“You’re not here to ...