When Bobo took her seat at the head of the table, her eyes immediately locked onto Sir Rum. seeing him there, the very person she had concluded an investment deal with only the other day, sent a jolt of ice-cold dread through her veins. He shouldn't be here. This was a board meeting for the company's internal directors, not a place for outside investors, especially ones so new to the fold.
Seeing him sitting comfortably among her oldest colleagues, she began to have a very bad feeling. The atmosphere in the room was heavy, suffocating. With all of them gathered there—her trusted team and this new, wealthy stranger—the puzzle pieces began to click together in her mind. She was starting to get a terrifying idea of what could be happening, though a part of her desperately wanted to be wrong.
Bobo placed her hands on the table to steady herself. She decided to cut through the silence and make her position clear immediately.
