A Beer Gut And A Roving Eye

She waved a transparent folder in her hand. ‘I know this is pretty short notice, but I’m sure you can get into your stride quickly. After all, Brennan often praised you for having a can-do attitude. You have a client dinner at seven pm. Don’t worry, I’ll come with you.’ Her outstretched hand remained in the air. I made no move to take the file from her. I sat behind my desk, staring at her with a blank face. My mind was whirling. What was her trump card? How did she get the Board on her side? I was the bloody acting chairwoman! I was responsible for leading the Board. Why wasn’t I informed about the meeting? Were they trying to edge me out of the company? The Extraordinary General Meeting was scheduled for next month to elect a new chairperson. Would I still have a fighting chance at the EGM if everyone else was on Rainey’s side? ‘How did you do it?’ I couldn’t hold back the question any longer. Other than the chairpersonship, my main responsibilities at Candour were overseeing Operati