Her expression lightens, with her fond smile. “He was good. Thorough. I think I’m going to enjoy my sessions with him.”

“I look forward to sparring with you.”

“I thought we did that already, Christian.”

I laugh. Ah, touché, Anastasia…touché.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The morning sun is streaming through my office window as Ros enters, and we sit down at my small conference table. “How are you feeling?” I ask.

“Good, thanks, Christian. I think I’ve fully recovered from last week’s crash-landing helicopter escapade.”

“Your feet?”

She laughs. “Yes. Blisters are under control. You?”

“Yes, thanks. I think so. Though knowing it’s sabotage is a bitch.”

“Who would do such a thing?”

“I’ve no idea.”

“Have you considered a disgruntled employee?”

“Welch’s team is scrutinizing all the employee and ex-employee files to see if they can turn up any likely suspects. We’ve only identified Jack Hyde, the guy I fired at SIP.”

“The book editor?” Ros’s disbelief is obvious from her high-pitched exclamation. Her shocked expression almost makes me laugh.

“Yes.”

Welch is trying to track him down, as it appears he’s not been to his apartment since I fired him. He’s following up on that.”

“Woods?” she offers, as if suddenly inspired.

“He’s definitely a suspect. Again, Welch is investigating.”

“Whoever it is, I

too.” Sooner rather than later. “What’s first on your agenda this morning?”

“Kavanagh Media. We need to crack on with this deal. Have you approved the costs?”

I know. I have a couple of queries, which I’ll discuss with Fred. But once I’ve done that, our final proposal can go. If their people approve the cost per foot, we can start on

“Okay. I’ll hold off until you’ve checked with Fred.”

“I’m seeing him later. I’ll discuss it then. He’s showing me his latest iteration of the tablet. I think we’re ready for the next prototype.”

“That’s good news. Have you thought

their shipyard is thriving, and I understand why they want to expand. But what I can’t get a handle on is why they’re looking to the U.S. for investment.”

“Uncle Sam

“True. I’m sure there will be tax advantages, but it’s a big step to move some of our construction effort out

“Christian, it’ll be cheaper in the long run. You know this.”

“Undoubtedly, and with the price of steel climbing as it is right now, it might

“I think we should do a full impact assessment on what this will mean for our shipyard and the workforce.”

“Yes.” I respond. “That’s a smart idea.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to Marco and get his team on it. But I don’t think we

“I get it. What’s next?”

“The plant. Detroit. Bill has identified three potential brownfield sites and we’re waiting for you to make a decision.” She gives me a pointed look; she knows I’ve been procrastinating.

Why the fuck does it have to be Detroit?

incentives. Let’s do a comparative cost analysis, then talk through the pros and cons of each site.

“Okay. Good.”

on to discuss Woods once more, and what legal recourse we’re going to take, if any, for his disregard of our

“I think he’s hung himself,”

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