“Those files are with our outside legal counsel for review,” Garrett said, adjusting his silver wristwatch.

Behind him, through the frosted glass panel, I could see two visiting representatives from the Dallas regional development board watching us.

“I’m still senior president of Callahan Construction,” I said.

“Step aside, Garrett.”

Garrett didn’t move an inch.

He took a small plastic folder out of his breast pocket and held it up between us.

“Under section four of our corporate charter, the executive health clause has been formally invoked,” Garrett said, his voice perfectly level.

“That clause needs a unanimous board vote,” I said.