My Husband Gave My Airplane Seat to His Secretary, Then Thirteen Original Patent Files Stopped Him Cold
He looked at the printed logs in the black binders.
He turned around and walked out through the double doors.
He did not say another word.
The room emptied quickly after that.
Board members gathered their coats and briefcases, speaking in low voices as they filed into the corridor.
Daniel stayed in his seat next to me.
“I spoke with the compliance officers at the bank,” Daniel said.
I waited.