I sat on the floor with the paper in my hands.

The words were blunt, not because Lorraine had suddenly become careless, but because she had assumed I would never see them.

Elaine arranged to preserve the original document and alerted the special committee’s counsel.

She also made it clear that an unsigned draft did not transfer a single share.

No one had acquired my voting rights through wishful planning alone.

Yet the intent behind it seemed unmistakable.