When the student outgrows the master: a story of silence, salary, and survival

had a folder open in front of him that had “Internal Audit” stamped on the cover in bright red ink. The air in the room felt different—colder, sharper, like something had already gone wrong before we even spoke.

“Sit down, Arthur,” Helena said, her voice soft but carrying a weight that made my boss flinch. She didn’t look at him; she looked at me with continue reading …