All waiting.
“Sir,” one of them said, “we’re still reviewing the damage control options-
“Stop,” I said.
They stopped.
Good.
“We’re not doing damage control,” I continued.
A pause.
Confusion.
I could see it.
“We’re doing this,” I said, sharing my screen.
Lydia’s document came up.
Silence.
I let them read.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Then someone spoke.
“…who wrote this?”
I didn’t answer immediately.
Another voice came in.
“This is… this is solid.”
Another one-
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“No, not solid. This is… this is actually very good.”
Neaned back slightly.
Told you.
One of them adjusted his glasses.
“Sir, this approach changes the entire angle,” he said.
“Yes,” I replied.
“It removes us from the emotional center,” another added.
“Yes.”
“And pushes focus onto structure instead of accusation.”
“Yes.”
They kept going.
Breaking it down.
Analyzing it.


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