[POV: Lewis] [Location: Edinburgh — Sterling Industries Headquarters]The envelope had been sitting on Lewis's desk since Tuesday.He hadn't opened it.Marcus had left it there without a word, which was worse than if he'd said something. Marcus always had something to say. The silence meant he already knew the answer and wasn't sure how Lewis was going to take it.Lewis picked it up now. Turned it over.Sterling Industries. Board of Directors. Private and Confidential.He dropped it back down.The view from the thirty-second floor was the same as it had always been — Edinburgh's skyline, low and grey and permanent. His father had stood at this window. Lewis had stood at this window for twenty years, making decisions that moved markets, that employed four thousand people, that kept the Sterling name on buildings across three continents.He was forty-two. His children were growing up.And apparently the board had decided that was a problem.Marcus appeared in the doorway at half past f
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