Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
That was enough for the special committee to authorize a broader review of company-paid public relations and legal services.
We also asked the auditors to preserve the file before anyone could replace it with something convenient.
At home that night—home now being a furnished apartment with a microwave that beeped too loudly—I ate tomato soup from a paper carton and stared at the skyline.
Preston had not simply reacted to being caught.
He had been planning how to remove me from the business for weeks.
PART 13: THE MAN WHO BUILT THE COMPANY