In those moments, I realized that my grandmother’s wisdom was more profound than I had ever given it credit for. She had known that life could be capricious, that people could change and not always for the better. Her foresight in connecting me with someone like Weiss was her way of ensuring that I always had a safety net, no matter how precarious life became.

The limousine eventually pulled up to an elegant, understated building in the heart of the city. As I stepped out, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. I wasn’t just stepping into a building; I was stepping into a new chapter of my life.