Chapter 11 Quorum
- Odette’s POV
- I was at the conference room ten minutes early. The table was glass, the view was the city, and the chairs were filled by people who had spent years deciding what I could and couldn’t do with my own last name.
- “Phones in the basket,” I said to the room, not loud, just final. “Board only at the table. Counsel on the wall. Anyone else waits outside.”