Cecil walked into Stop's boardroom and discovered six of the seven board members already seated and waiting. She didn’t call for a meeting or know what this was for, and the confusion showed on her face.
Her bright smile immediately faded, and she paused at the door with a startled look. “What is going on? And why are you all seated here?”
“We all received emails last night requesting our presence at the company this morning by nine.” Maggie Reid, the blonde-haired lady in glasses seated on the left side of the room, answered. She was Cecil’s cousin and a major stockholder at Stop as well.
Cecil received the performance statement last night from the finance department, and it was their lowest recording in two years. She had hoped to call for an official meeting with the board members, d
