The Corner Office
The Quiet Transfer

The Corner Office

August 25, 2026 · Part 3 of 10 · 2 min

Gregory Voss's office had a view of the whole business park, floor-to-ceiling glass, a shelf of crystal awards nobody remembered winning. He didn't stand when I came in. He gestured at the chair across from him like he was doing me a favor letting me sit.

"Naomi. Three years with us, is that right?"

"Four."

"Four." He smiled like the correction pleased him. "You're thorough. I respect that. It's why Priscilla speaks so highly of you."

I set the memo on his desk. He didn't touch it.

"I wanted to make sure this reached the right people," I said. "The recognition timing on the Growth Team's Q2 numbers doesn't match the underlying contracts. There's a second tab in the workbook that—"

"I've seen the workbook, Naomi."

That stopped me. "You've seen the Adjusted tab?"

"I've seen everything Trent's team produces. That's my job." He leaned back. "What you're calling an irregularity, I call aggressive forecasting during a refinancing quarter. The board needs a growth story right now. Not a footnote."

"It's not a forecast. It's contracts that don't exist yet, counted as if they do. And returns that already happened, hidden."

"That's one interpretation."

"It's the only interpretation the accounting standards allow."

Something in his face went very still, the charm dropping away for exactly one second before he put it back on, smoother than before. "You're new to seeing how the top of a company actually runs. There's noise, and there's judgment. I need you to trust that this is judgment."

"I'd like my memo formally logged with compliance. That's the policy."

"Of course." He finally picked it up, set it aside without opening it. "I'll make sure it's handled properly."

I stood to leave. At the door, his voice reached me, quieter now, almost pleasant.

"Naomi. People who raise alarms before they understand the full picture tend to regret the timing. I'd hate for that to happen to someone as thorough as you."

I didn't answer. I didn't trust what would come out if I did.

Two days later, Priscilla asked me to stop by HR before lunch. "Just a quick chat," she said. "Nothing to worry about."

I already knew that wasn't true.

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