The conference room was neutral ground by design.
Not Montague Industries. Not Ashford Global. A legal firm both families had used separately over the years, a conference room on the nineteenth floor with a long table and good light and the specific impersonal quality of spaces that belonged to no one. Pryce and Garrett had arranged the seating without being asked, which told Sera that both of them understood exactly what kind of meeting this was and had made practical decisions accordingly.
Montague counsel on one side. Ashford counsel on the other. Dante near the window at the far end. Lars near the door at the near end. Roman and Sera at opposite ends of the table, which was the professional arrangement and also the only one that would have allowed anyone in the room to breathe normal
