Have you heard, Terry?" "Heard what?" "Peacecholds just propped up a new Chairman, and she's a woman. There's a press conference going live in three.""Turn it on."The woman's name on the television screen in my office reads Ashley Swift. And even watching her from a screen, surprised at how striking she looks. "First of its kind, huh?" asks Ken. "What do we have on her?" I ask. "Did some little digging on my own. Found out she used to be their CFO. See the irony in that?" "Because you're currently CFO? Yes, I see the irony in that Ken. What else?" "She has a good track record. Hasn't lost the bank any reasonable amount of money since she started working for them.""She's that good?" I ask. "That is a rhetorical question and you know it. Studied Economy. Went to Yale Business School after Princeton High.""Is that so?" "That's right up your alley.""Please, there exists no animosity between the students of Yale and the students of Taft. So, please, don't make her a challenge.""But she's Chairman now. She'll receive a lot of attention than your political ambition claim will.""Thanks for the heads up, Ken," I say, getting to my feet. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go work."I walk to the charts room. Filled with a lot of screens showing different charts of currency pairs. The ones with open positions and the ones on watch list, just waiting for that breakout. The other retail traders in the room hardly notice my entry."How are the trades going?" I say, announcing my entrance. This gets their attention, and in reply, one of them changes to the positions menu. "Our sell on GU is currently running on twenty pips profits.""Good to know," I comment. "Can I see the chart for GU again? Hmm.. Increase lot size, then. Looks like a strong sell to me. What do you think, Ray?" "Was hoping you'd say something like this, sir. Increasing to three point zero zero."The inside of my jacket vibrates against my chest. I take out my phone, check the caller ID, and receive the call. "Claudia. Was wondering when you'd call." "I have been busy. Why didn't you call first?."I step out of the room and respond, "I wasn't t one looking for a favor, Claudia. It's not my responsibility to reach out.""Touche.""How is he?" "Still stubborn as ever. Even after the minor heart attack, he still can't stop devising. I don't know what else to do than allow fate run its course. He wants to see you anyway." "I'll come see him as soon as I'm done at the bank today. Anything else I should know about?" "Yes, there is.""Do tell.""My husband has been problematic these days. Behaves like he's been given that anesthetic that causes hallucinations. Something cycline. Know the one?" "Never heard of it.""He's been thinking too much ever since he adopted you as his protege.""I don't see myself as his protege, Claudia.""Pity. Because that's what he tells everyone who cares to ask about his political ambition. So you better get used to it.""Right. Is he seeing things that aren't there?" "I am concerned. He is restless. You need to convince him to take it easy, and that he doesn't have to build his legacy on wins alone."This surprises me. "Well, that's what every person wants, Claudia.""Not when you keep getting hospitalized. At this rate, he might not last long. Probably, you're the only one who can change his kind. Since, his life was once in your hands. He owes you, Terry." "No, he doesn't, Claudia. And he's gonna last long. . I'll come over and talk with him."She sighs. "Alright. Would be more interesting if you had a partner to come keep me company while you men talk long. How come you're still single?" "I have no idea.""Call to let me know when you'll be here.""Sure," I say, and end the call. The woman on the other line is Claudia Rodrigo, wife to Senator Jones Baldwin. Jones took a liking to me when I joined the Army four years back, primarily because I saved him from the clutches of kidnappers. He should be dead. Now, he's just suffering from heart attacks of his own cause. The old man just doesn't want to stop thinking about ways to get around his fellow competitors even after I agreed to take his place as the next senator in an election that won't be up for another ere twelve months. Claudia is a strong woman, and if she's complaining about the Senator at this point, then it has gotten a lot serious than I thought.The door behind me opens and Ray steps out. The man has lost his tie and both sleeves are folded up his elbows. "Limits hit on some of our watchlist positions. Think you babe to take a look."I go back inside and watch the screens for some moments. "Enter the trade," I finally say. "But keep the pips at forty, okay?""Okay."After the Army, I joined Dutton, through the Senator's contacts. Rose up the ranks to CEO. Still because of him, because I wonder how a forex trader becomes Chied Executive Officer of a commercial bank. I mean, that is all I do for Dutton. Trade and make money off the foreign exchange market. And I have been good at it. Although, there are times when members of the board express dissatisfaction that I'm up there. I feel it during our conference meetings. Trying to chase me out every damn time. And there's just one reason why I haven't run yet. Because I am too valuable to be chased away. And no one can chase me away. Because of what I did.