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The meeting was Thursday at two.
Nia found out through Marcus's assistant at nine that morning a brief calendar invitation with no agenda attached, which was itself a communication. Agendas meant deliberation. No agenda meant the decision had already moved past deliberation and into something else.
She did not know whether that was good or not.
She spent the morning working through the Morrison account close-out with the focused attention of someone who understood that the best preparation for a two o'clock meeting she could not control was to be completely excellent at everything before it.
At twelve thirty Imara appeared in her doorway.
"Eat something," she said.
"I ate breakfast."
"That was five hours ago." She put a container on the desk. "I had my assistant get it from the g
