“I didn’t know where else to go…” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”
No one expects the CEO of a multinational company to show up at a subordinate’s door after midnight—soaked to the skin, makeup streaked down her face, arms wrapped around herself as if she might shatter at any second. Yet that was exactly how Aurora Salgado Montes stood on my porch that night.
Aurora wasn’t just my superior.
She was a force. The business press in Mexico called her The Iron Queen—a woman whose stare could silence a boardroom, whose presence turned hostile negotiations into carefully choreographed victories. Executives feared her. Competitors studied her every move like sailors watching a storm gather on the horizon.
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