*William*
First thing Monday morning, I had Grace schedule an impromptu board meeting. Our shareholders mostly lived in the city, with the exception of my sister, Isabel Shaw, and Charles Bryant, my father’s right-hand man. Charles had been my mentor when my father died and worked by my side until his recent retirement. Isabel had a house in Connecticut, and Charles lived in Florida mostly. I knew no one would be happy with the sudden summons, especially those two. However, what I had planned couldn’t wait.
I passed by Jim in the hall. “Hey, how was Tinseltown?”
I groaned. “The same as it always is.”
Jim laughed. “Did you set Henkles straight?”
“I think he knows where we stand now.” I grinned. “Meeting in five?”
“I’ll be there. Is Isabel coming?” he asked.
“I haven’t heard otherwise.”