By then, I was already in Dubai.At the airport exit, Julian's driver was holding up a sign with my name on it. On the back seat were the address of a hospital, the keys to a temporary apartment, and a printed copy of the acquisition files.Julian sent just one message. "December 30, nine a.m., conference room. If you need more time, tell me."I hugged the files to my chest and wrote back, "I don't need more time."After a doctor cleaned and redressed my shoulder, I went to see Julian.I'd been at the top of my finance class in college, but after the wedding I turned down every job I was offered. Julian had asked me to come work for him every single year.He didn't ask about my marriage. He just set the files for a stalled cross-border acquisition on the table."Three days. Finish it, and you stay."On the first day, I couldn't lift my right arm, so I typed with my left hand. The voice dictation kept mangling the company names, and I had to fix them one letter at a time.On the second
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