I was directed to a chair at the far end of the table. The children’s table of corporate governance.

In the corner, Jonathan Woods sat with his briefcase. He caught my eye and nodded once.

Robert Hunter, the board chairman—a distinguished man in his mid-sixties who’d known my grandmother for decades—called the meeting to order.

“This emergency session was requested by Margaret Coleman, Richard Hunter, and Susan Price. Margaret, you have the floor,” he said.

Margaret rose from her seat. “Thank you, Robert. I’ll keep my remarks brief,” she said.

She gestured toward me. “The matter I wish to raise concerns a document that has recently come to light—a document that affects the ownership structure of this company. I yield my time to Miss Cecily Ashford,” she said.