And I speak nine languages better than any adult you know, David retorted. Besides, I’ve already proven I can save your company millions. Hassan looked at Grace, who remained silent, but her eyes shone with pride and a dignity he had never noticed before.
Grace, Hassan said, his voice breaking, you’ve raised a genius. I’ve raised a man, Grace replied firmly. A man who knows his own worth and won’t accept being treated like less.
David took a contract out of his backpack. I’ve already prepared the terms. You have five minutes to decide before this recording becomes public.
Hassan took the contract with trembling hands. It was detailed, professional, and included clauses that protected both David and Grace from future retaliation. The boy had thought of everything.
How do I know you won’t release the recording even if I sign? Hassan asked. Because unlike you, David said, looking Hassan straight in the eye, I believe in giving second chances to people who genuinely want to change. Hassan reread the contract.
The demands were fair, even conservative considering the value David could add to the company. But signing meant admitting he had been wrong about everything. What if I don’t sign? Hassan asked, already knowing the answer.
David took out his cell phone. This recording will go to the New York Times, CNN, and the Attorney General’s office in exactly, he looked at his watch, three minutes and 40 seconds. You’re blackmailing me, Hassan said.
I’m offering you justice, David corrected. You’ve spent years benefiting from an unjust system. Now you have the chance to be part of the solution.
Hassan looked out the window at Manhattan, the city he had conquered through a mixture of intelligence and ruthless cruelty. But this kid had just outdone him on both counts. Grace, Hassan said softly, do you accept the promotion? Grace looked at David, who nodded encouragingly.
I accept, sir. Hassan picked up a solid gold pen and signed the contract. David Johnson, he said, you just taught me the most expensive and most valuable lesson of my life.
What lesson? David asked. That real intelligence isn’t about where you were born or how much money you have. It’s about what you do with the opportunities you create for yourself.
David put away the tape recorder and held out his hand to Hassan. Welcome to the 21st century, Mr. Al-Mansouri. Hassan shook the boy’s hand, feeling that he was making a much bigger deal than a simple employment contract…
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