— CHAPTER 1—
Monday Morning
Kate’s hands shook as she pressed them against the marble countertop. She stared at them closely, wondering if she could will them to stop.
She didn’t have time for this. Kate looked up and saw her furrowed brow in the bathroom mirror. It was 5:30 a.m. on Monday. This was not how Kate had wanted her week to begin. She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Unfortunately, this was not an uncommon start to her days, particularly Mondays.
Kate released her deep breath and tried to logically assess the situation. “Okay, Kate,” she said to herself, “on a scale of one to ten, what level would you score the anxiety you’re feeling?” She was channeling her therapist, Eileen, as she mouthed the words. The answer immediately popped into her mind: 8.5.
Not the score she wanted today, of all days. Kate opened her eyes. She wasn’t sure how she was going to get it all done. Her mind quickly inventoried all the to-do’s and demands that were facing her this week.
There was Martin. Kate had worked for Martin for the last year, and it had been one of the more difficult years of her professional life. What made it particularly complicated was that Kate liked Martin. He wasn’t a bad guy. Martin had three kids just a few years older than Kate’s and he regularly joked with her about the challenges of parenting teenagers. He would regularly open meetings with a funnydad joke or a story about one of his kids.
Martin really was a good guy, but as a boss, if Kate was gut-level honest, he made her life miserable. Kate oversaw a new technology upgrade across the company and Martin was the Chief Technology Officer. From a technology standpoint, Kate’s company was behind. It not only lagged their competitors’ offerings, but there was also a pressing need to upgrade how customer data was protected. The Board was pushing hard on senior leadership to make these changes yesterday. And wh