Nicholas's POV The contractors arrived at ten.Three of them, two of which I recognized from the Singapore meetings, Weston, the project lead, quiet and efficient, and beside him a financial analyst whose name I'd never gotten because he mostly existed to confirm numbers Weston had already given. The third man I didn't recognize.He was introduced as Carson.He was yhe external consultant, My father said,brought in to manage the revised timeline.I shook his hand and sat down and wrote the name at the top of my notepad.The meeting started the way these meetings always started. Weston with his presentation, the Singapore project timeline on the screen, the revised completion dates and the budget adjustments and the reasons for both. I'd sat through variations of this meeting a dozen times. I knew the rhythm of it. I knew when to ask questions and when My father wanted me to stay quiet and absorb.Today I was asking questions, not aggressive ones, not the kind that made anyone look up
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