Chapter Ten
The Stockholm office of Phillips Corp was sparse. The main conference room could only fit twenty people or so. The far wall was completely glass, which displayed the city skyline in all its glory. On this particular day, the sun was shining brightly, and the light emphasized the mix of old and new buildings outside. On the opposite wall, there were a number of flat screens, each of them emblazoned with a member of the board, properly suited and formal looking. At the head of the table sat Gordon, with James Ramsey and Kara Nystroem flanking him.
Gordon observed the members of the board and executives. He had gathered enough information to know the ones that were for him and those against him. His face gave away no particular information. Some expected him to know what was com
