Echoes of Power
(V-11: New York Urban) The boardroom of Sterling & Cross was a vacuum of empathy, a place where the only thing more cold than the air conditioning was the gaze of the partners. I sat at the head of the mahogany table, my face a mask of professional neutrality, while my mind was running three separate simulations of the next ten minutes. In Simulation A, I played the role of the conciliator,...
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