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
There was no time, and it was not my way.
But I will not pretend there was no fierce, cold joy in it — the joy of the underestimated, walking at last toward the moment the underestimating stops.
She had laughed at me over champagne.
In a few minutes, in front of everyone whose respect she had, she was going to understand exactly what she had been laughing at.
Chapter 14 — Nine Fifty-Five
At five minutes to ten, the glass doors of Sterling Global’s top-floor boardroom framed a portrait of absolute, unearned confidence.