Chapter 64
- Emma threw up twice before noon, which didn't bode well for her plan to handle both meetings. She sat in the Netflix offices, trying to look professional while fighting waves of nausea.
- "Mrs. Mitchell-Volkov?" A young assistant appeared. "They're ready for you in Conference Room A."
- Emma checked her phone. 1:45 PM. Perfect timing to dial into Alek's board call first.