Victor's POV
The boardroom felt both familiar and strange.
I wheeled myself to my usual spot at the head of the conference table, the space that had been left vacant for five years, waiting like a throne for a king who'd given up.
Laura had arrange the sitting position well, the angle giving me a commanding view of the entire room while allowing easy access to the presentation screen behind me.
The board members filed in at precisely two o'clock, and the welcome I received made something tight in my chest loosen lightly.
"Victor!" Robert Graf was the first to reach me, his handshake firm and warm. "It's damn good to have you back where you belong."
"Good to be back, Robert."
Dan Liberstein clapped me on the shoulder, his eyes bright. "The office hasn't been the same without you. Hell, the company hasn't been the same."
