Paige Cooper — The Secret Behind Table Four
“I didn’t know what you liked,” he said.
“So I brought four things.”
I looked inside.
A croissant, a cinnamon roll, a lemon tart, and a cookie shaped like a little sailboat.
“The cookie is ridiculous,” I said.
“I thought so too.”
We sat on a bench where people passed with strollers and dogs.
He told me he had appointed outside leadership at several companies and resigned from day-to-day control of others while investigators reviewed their records.