Chapter 9 - THE BOARDROOM RECKONING

Monday morning, I sat at the head of the conference table in the glass offices of Hail Industries. Jason was forced to sign over his remaining equity to avoid total bankruptcy. He was ousted, effective immediately, leaving the building with nothing but a cardboard box—just like the people I had to lay off years ago. After the lawyers cleared the room, the door clicked open. It was Evelyn. She looked smaller now, her designer dress feeling like armor that no longer fit.