I LEFT MY BILLION-DOLLAR EMPIRE EARLY BECAUSE OF A GUT FEELING THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG AT HOME, BUT WHEN I WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR TO CATCH MY YOUNG NANNY IN THE ACT, I FROZE IN HORROR AT WHAT SHE WAS HOLDING—AND THEN I FELL TO MY KNEES WEEPING WHEN I REALIZED SHE WAS TEACHING MY CHILDREN THE ONE THING I HAD TRIED TO ERASE.
PART 1: THE MAN IN THE GLASS TOWER Adrian Sterling was a man who lived by the clock. His life was a symphony of precision, conducted from the forty-fifth floor of a steel-and-glass skyscraper in downtown Seattle. Every minute was accounted for, every second monetized. At 38, Adrian was a billionaire, a titan of the…