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CHAPTER 71: SOMEONE CHANGED THE NUMBERS

作者: Manie write
last update 公開日: 2026-10-28 15:06:56

"If Marisol leaves too, there is no pilot," Teo said.

He stood at the long table at seven in the morning with the revised projections on his tablet and dark circles under his eyes. Priya sat beside him. Greg leaned in the doorway. Nobody had touched the coffee.

"Walk me through it," I said.

"We need five businesses to hit break-even. Joon's gone, so we're at four on paper. If Bea and Marisol follow, we're at two." He turned the screen. "Two businesses can't fill a truck. Transportation cost per
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