He had barely taken a step when Scott came barreling in.
He shoulder-shoved Adrian out of his way.
The shove made no impact on Adrian, but it passed a message to the board members as Scott headed for the seat at the head of the table.
The board members knew Scott, so they automatically stood at his approach.
“Sit down, gentlemen. We are all family here,” he said magnanimously, like a generous host making his guests comfortable.
He sat in the head chair, then raised a challenging brow at Adrian.
Almost like saying, “See? I belong. And you don't.”
Adrian could have just taken one of the other side chairs, but bringing Scott down a peg that morning was very much on the menu.
So, he took the chair at the other end of the table, directly facing Scott.
Depending on where you stood, eith
