Chapter 18: The Supply-Chain Guillotine
Smash!
Damian Montgomery hurled his private mobile phone across the executive boardroom on the top floor of the Titan Industrial Tower. The device struck the reinforced plate glass window overlooking Foundry Way, splintering the casing into plastic shards that tumbled onto the carpet.
Around the twenty-foot mahogany conference table, seven senior vice presidents sat in absolute silence, their faces ashen, their hands resting flat over unopened leather folders.
"Stop staring at me like frightened sheep!" Damian roared, pacing the length of the room with his silk tie thrown over his shoulder. "Bradley was a weak, greedy bureaucrat who kept sloppy records. His arrest changes nothing about our balance sheet!"
Chief Operating Officer Walter Vance, a
