The boardroom fell so silent that I could hear the ventilation system humming.
Dominic's hand slowly slid from the chair. He snatched the document, scanned it, and slammed it onto the table.
"It's fake! My father would never..."
He turned on Ethan Blake, the general counsel, his eyes blazing.
"Tell them! Did she set this up while Dad was too sick to know what he was doing?"
Ethan had worked for my father for 25 years. He removed his glasses, polished them, put them back on, and rose to his feet.
"Mr. Sterling, I personally handled this document. Mr. Richard Sterling was fully lucid when he signed it, and the entire process was recorded. The two witness attorneys are also present today. We can play the recording now if necessary."
Ethan sat down as calmly as though he had just
