I Escaped Her Locked Estate in a Storm — By Morning I Held the Evidence That Would End Her at the 10 O’Clock Board Meeting
She had her narrative ready, her directors lined up, her rescue vote scheduled, her stepdaughter safely branded insane and out of the way.
She believed, completely, that the hard part was behind her and that ten o’clock would be a coronation.
And I knew, walking toward that elevator with the evidence secured and the marshals coming, that she was wrong about every single piece of it, and that she did not yet know she was wrong, and that there is no more total victory than the one your opponent does not see coming even as she sits down at the head of the table to celebrate it.
I did not gloat.
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