The tension in the Cruz Oil offices was palpable. Pedro, ever the opportunist, had already begun ingratiating himself with key members of the board, weaving tales of how his experience could lead the company to greater heights. His charm, coupled with his calculated manipulation, made him a dangerous opponent.
Sanchez spent his days locked in meetings, reviewing reports, and poring over the financials for any sign of sabotage. Despite his focus, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that Pedro was several steps ahead.
Susan, ever diligent, began her own investigation. She knew that Pedro's motives were far from genuine, and if Loiz was involved, it only complicated matters. Late one evening, as she was going through a stack of documents in her office, she found a set of contracts that seemed suspiciously altered. The numbers didn't add up, and the beneficiary was a shell company tied to Pedro.
She immediately called Sanchez.
"I found something," she said, her voice urgent. "There's a series of transactions linked to a shell company. I think Pedro is funneling money out of Cruz Oil."
Sanchez's jaw tightened as he processed the information. "Meet me in the library tonight. We'll go over it together."
When they met, the atmosphere between them was electric. As they worked side by side, their fingers occasionally brushed, and their shared determination reminded them of the bond they once had. But neither spoke of the emotions bubbling beneath the surface. There was too much at .