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I looked coolly through my eyelashes at the residents of the boardroom They as a whole reeted and ducked their heads away froazes at our approach into the boardrooht mentality were Jim Swanson and Steve Saht instead of flight

In fact Jith, but there was nothing he could do to stop the inevitable, as I had dotted all the 'I's' and crossed all the 't's' too well for there to be any going back Panolic International had fallen like a mortally wounded beast before my employer, Francesca Marelli, and now it lay helpless to avoid the killing stroke

I'd done my job successfully and kept my head above water That was more than could be said for those within the roo every hly successful investment company, whose offshoots eave h my efforts so many were about to lose their livelihoods It had either been them or me and while I didn't care overlyanymore, there were personal repercussions that I did care about and that I wished to avoid at all costs

Repercussions that people close to s were revealed I couldn't afford for that to happen so here I was the principal author over the demise of a Fortune Five Hundred company

"Won't you all have a seat" Francesca said gesturing in a gracious manner to the room of thirty odd executives

Everyone had risen at our entrance and noith sost themselves the majority in the rooracious tone once more, "I told you to sit, but not where You see the chairs now belong tois leased So feel free to sit on the floor"

Those gathered within the roo themselves in startlement at the full faced insult that had just been delivered at point-blank range

Francesca's smile hadn't dimmed any in its predatory import, as she watched on expectantly Slowly half of those within the rooot down to sit upon the floor, their faces red, as they avoided eye contact with everyone else in the room