Isabella paused at the door, her hand on the knob. A moment of clarity washed over her as she turned back to Liam.
"You should come with me," she said decisively.
Liam looked up from gathering his things, surprise evident on his face. "To the Davies meeting?"
"Yes." Isabella's mind was already racing through the possibilities. "You know our operation inside and out. Plus, you have a knack for reading people that I could use today."
"Won't Davies expect you to bring Jeremy the new CFO or Victoria?" Liam asked, buttoning his shirt fully.
Isabella shook her head. "Davies is expecting me to be desperate and predictable. Bringing my right-hand man rather than the CFO or COO sends a message—we're evaluating him as much as he's evaluating us."
A slow smile spread across Liam's face. "Playing against type. I like it."
"Besides," Isabella added, her voice dropping slightly, "I trust your instincts. And I think we make a good team."
