You cannot buy them, or frighten them with loss, or offer them a deal, because they have already, in their own mind, walked away from the whole table.

That was the power in that room, and it was mine, and Arthur, who had spent his life mistaking force for power, never saw it coming, because it looked, from the outside, like the least powerful position of all: a woman who wanted none of what he had.

It was, in fact, the only truly unassailable position there is.

Chapter 12 — The Coward in the Suit

Arthur looked at the forensic binder.