Everything on that desk is his.

I have thought a great deal about that director since, about the quiet courage it took for her to stand her ground the way she did.

She was not a wealthy woman.

She ran a facility; she answered to a board; she surely understood that Arthur Vance was exactly the kind of powerful man who could make trouble for a person who crossed him, could complain, could threaten, could reach out through the connections that men like him always seem to have.

It would have been so much easier for her to be neutral, to defer, to let the lawyers sort it out and keep her own head down.