Daniel's POVSloane Whitfield had been making the same suggestion in different clothes for three weeks.The first time it was coffee to discuss the Meridian projections. The second time it was a working lunch to align on the Q4 strategy. Today it was dinner. Each iteration arrived wrapped in professional language and reasonable justification and each one carried underneath it the same meaning that Sloane had never been subtle enough to fully conceal from someone who had spent two years learning to read the thing beneath the thing.She came into my office at half past eleven with the Meridian file and a smile that had decided today was the day."The Meridian dinner would be more productive with just the two of us Daniel," she said. She set the file on my desk and stood at the angle she always stood. Calculated. Deliberate. Close enough to be noticed.I looked at the file."Monday meeting covers it Sloane," I said."The full board doesn't need to be involved at this stage. A smaller con
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