The boardroom on the thirty-fourth floor felt like a glass fortress suspended in the gray morning light.
At precisely seven-forty-five, I stood at the head of the long marble table, adjusting the cuffs of my tailored charcoal suit. Beside me, the high-definition projection screens glowed softly, displaying the opening title of the Sullivan Enterprise Global Logistics Integration. Every chart, every metric, every line of risk management was baked into the file on my tablet—hardened by days of unrelenting scrutiny.
The heavy double doors chimed open.
The independent board members filed in first, their hushed, professional chatter filling the expansive room. Richard Sullivan entered shortly after, his face an unreadable mask of corporate authority as he took his seat at the center of th
