I leaned forward and rested my forearms on the desk.

“Who told you I was incapacitated?”

Dale wouldn’t meet my eyes.

He took one sheet of paper from the side of the file and slid it across the glass top toward me.

“Garrett filed preliminary paperwork yesterday afternoon,” Dale said.

“He asked for a temporary executive proxy pending a formal board review.”

The page had our company emblem across the top, stamped with yesterday’s date.

Garrett had already signed line four as vice president of operations.