Winnifred actually cares. The elevator slides open. We both walk inside. I have no idea where we’re going. Actually, I have no idea where she is going. This woman is not going to let me tag along, wherever she’s headed. “So why did you opt for hedge funds? Why not NASA?” She studies me. “I knew from a very small age that I’d inherit the Corbin fortune and portfolio. In order not to shit all over the family legacy, I needed to work in finance.” “Do you care about your family legacy?” “Not particularly,”
