Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
Corporate governance was more complicated than the stories people told at dinner.
But the records did show something Preston had been eager for me to forget: my voting shares were never merely ceremonial.
He had spent years asking me to sign management proxies, each supposedly for convenience.
I had signed a limited proxy for a single refinancing meeting.
The newer document I located in the board portal claimed to grant him broad authority for three years.
The signature looked like mine, but one loop on the H was wrong.