Chief executive Percy Morrow jumped out of his seat, aghast.
Forget it!
This wasn’t just lunacy, this bordered on insanity. How could they even consider this?
Murmurs echoed from the two opposite him on the video screen. No, they weren’t insane. Yes, they thought it doable.
“What about the harm this would inflict?” Morrow yelled. Didn’t they realize the fallout, the repercussions? “You’re talking about thousands of people!”
This time, no reply.
“I won’t be a part of such betrayal,” Morrow said flatly.
Wait, they said. Think of the riches. Think of transforming the company. Think of polishing your legacy. Opportunities that lavish don’t come along often.
“What you call transforming, I call destroying.”
The face-off intensified into a roar. Two against one, shrieking, shouting, bellowing. Until…
Morrow folded his arms, defiant. “I run this company. And I’m not going to allow it. So drop it.”
But—
Morrow clicked off the call. The screen went blank.