77As it turned out, I didn’t manage to stay under everybody’s radar.
When trouble came, it was from a completely unexpected direction.
I’d seen Ambassador Samuel E. Johnson answering the TV reporter’s questions about Synergy. I knew and respected him.
When he asked me to meet him face to face, I had to let him waste his time.
I’d courteously listen to his pitch.
Thank him for considering me.
Politely decline to return to my old job at Caprock.
Wish him well in his new position as Synergy Group board chairman. Send him on his way.
At five minutes before three on Wednesday afternoon, I was ready to face him.
My green-and-turquoise top, white shorts, and Birkenstocks were visual proof of my carefree retiree attitude.
My casually tousled hair and invisible makeup underscored the mess
