When our biggest client collapsed during a pitch meeting, my boss sent me to deliver the frozen breast milk her premature daughter needed at the hospital. I got there with a cooler, a signed chain-of-custody form, and exactly forty minutes before the next feeding. Then I learned our new intern had used the milk to make herself a latte. She called it a harmless mistake. The hospital called it a missed feeding. And my boss called the whole thing a misunderstanding he wanted me to fix before the client found out. I could keep my job by taking the blame, or tell the truth and risk the contract that paid for half our agency. But would the baby's mother believe me before the next deadline?