"Let's talk about how to shift the bill for this development off you and onto the people who should be paying."
Alina was stunned.
She had originally thought Leo would be like other politicians, just offering some pretty-sounding platitudes before turning to leave.
Or maybe he'd make an empty promise.
But Leo was talking about bills, quotas, funds—specific policy tools.
"Are you serious?" Alina looked at him skeptically.
"I'm very serious."
Leo pulled open the car door.
"I can't save everyone, nor can I defy the laws of economics."
"But I can at least build them a seawall."
"So they won't be the first to be swept away when the tide comes in."
Leo got into the car.
"One more thing."
Leo rolled down the window.
"That family—don't let them sleep on the street tonight."
"City Hall has a temporary shelter. The conditions aren't great, but at least there's heating."
"Go arrange it. I'll cover the cost."
Alina watched Leo's profile.
"Thank you."
