Douglas was already seated when we came into the boardroom, and he sneered.

“Did you really need to bring your personal nurse into a board meeting?”

“She’s here to help me move,” Garrett said, even and unbothered.

“When the confidential session begins, she’ll step out.”

The session opened.

I moved to position his chair and then to excuse myself — and Garrett nodded to Justin, who brought the walker forward.

Heads came up around the table.

Douglas stopped typing.