At two fifty-eight, Ailsa closed the meeting-room door on Callum.He did not argue.That should not have felt significant anymore.“Thirty minutes,” she said.“I’ll be outside.”“No calls,” Ailsa said.“I know.”“No messages to anyone on their board,” Ailsa said.“I know.”Ailsa studied him for the automatic objection she had once been able to count on.It never came.She shut the door.Mairi was already at the table with a laptop open and three folders arranged in front of her. On the screen, the accommodation provider’s director waited with two board members Ailsa had never met.No one wasted time.“We’ve reviewed the documents,” the director said after introductions. “The safeguards are stronger than we expected.”Ailsa kept her hands flat on the table.“That’s good.”“It is.”The word carried no relief.One of the board members adjusted his glasses. “Our concern is no longer whether Sinclair Group has formal governance rights.”Mairi’s pen stopped.Ailsa knew what came next.“It’s
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