Meredith Calloway
She had managed the building for fourteen years and knew Eleanor well.
“Your aunt came here every second Thursday,” Denise told me.
“She walked every floor she could, and she remembered people’s children.”
In a conference room overlooking the Hudson, the financial controller explained occupancy rates, financing covenants, reserve funds, and board authority.
I asked questions until my notebook was full.
A controlling interest didn’t mean cash in a personal checking account.
It meant obligations as well as rights.