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about it.
    â€œHe was from Princeton and thought he was pretty smart, and she was just a dumb whore who didn’t speak much English. But then one night I came into my office and she was there, rifling through my files.”
    Todd glanced out the window. The slightest bit of snow was starting to fall from the gray clouds.
    â€œSo I killed her,” Harvey said. Todd’s eyes snapped back and Harvey pressed his lips into a calm, amused smile. “The authorities arrested Pete for it and, given it was his fault the whole thing had happened in the first place, I let justice take its course.”
    Todd shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
    â€œYou see, Todd, what Pete didn’t understand is that there are things you can’t see. There are systems you can’t see, but they’re there, and they’re bigger than you.”
    Todd held his breath, his irritation returning: what was the point of all this?
    â€œAnd to the system”—Harvey sat forward—“you are nothing.” He paused, like a self-important prick, then sat back. “Now, who’s going to be on your team?”
    Todd willed his eyes not to roll. “Neha Patel will be the analyst, she’s the best in the group and—”
    â€œI’ll let you have Beau as your associate,” Harvey interrupted.
    â€œWhat?” Beau Buckley was Harvey’s business manager, a notoriously useless associate who owed his ironclad employment to the fact that his billionaire father was one of the firm’s largest clients. Everyone knew he was being groomed for an executive role at the firm, which meant he spent all his time networking without touching any actual work.
    â€œI’ve talked to Beau. He knows the application well and has an interest in technology. It’ll be good experience for him to get exposure to a deal of this magnitude,” Harvey said, not leaving any room for discussion.
    â€œAll due respect, Beau has no experience and, with Josh wanting to keep the team small—”
    â€œLillian Dumas will be your point for Equity Capital Markets,” Harvey continued, ignoring Todd’s protest. “She’s been helping me with our Silicon Valley strategy.”
    â€œAbsolutely not.” Todd put his hands up. Not only did Lillian hate him for blowing off her advances three years ago, she was as high maintenance as women came: she was a female slick dick.
    â€œWhy not?” Harvey said calmly but firmly.
    â€œBecause she’s a bitch—” Todd started, then corrected. “She’ll make Josh uncomfortable.”
    â€œYou’re selling the value of an online-dating site to a mostly male sales force. You need a girl on the team.”
    â€œWe’ve got Neha.”
    â€œIs she pretty?” Harvey asked bluntly.
    Todd paused. “Tara,” he heard himself say. “Tara Taylor can do it.”
    Harvey studied Todd’s face. “Fine. That’s the team, then.”
    â€œFine,” Todd said, processing what he’d just said. Tara was a good idea, right?
    â€œWe need this to go out in time for second quarter earnings.”
    Todd lifted a brow. “It’s March. To make it into Q2 earnings it would have to be out by mid-May. You know this will take at least three and a half—”
    â€œL.Cecil goes before the federal court the last week in May. I need this deal before then to counteract negative press.”
    â€œYou can’t decide an IPO based on press reports.”
    Harvey calmly crossed his hands on the desk, waiting.
    â€œFine,” Todd said. “We’ll move as fast as we can.”
    â€œWhen do you meet with the team?”
    â€œFriday.”
    â€œI’ll look forward to your status report.”
    â€œI don’t have time for—” Todd stopped, knowing this wasn’t worth his anger—he could have Neha do it. “Sure,” he finally said.
    â€œGood,” Harvey said, picking