They Said I Would Always Come Last—So I Stepped Away And Let Them Feel It

another strategy, another move in the chess game I’d just begun.

By 8:30 AM, I was in my office at Sterling & Associates’ Chicago branch, dressed in a charcoal pencil skirt and a blazer sharp enough to cut glass. Here, I wasn’t the black sheep, the disappointment, the ATM.

I was the wolf.

My assistant, Elena, handed me a cappuccino and a file folder.continue reading …