The board member's name is Gerald Fitch.
I know him the way you know anyone you've worked with for four years without ever fully trusting — which is to say, well enough to be dangerous to both of us. He's sixty-one. Came from old money that got newer through a series of smart real estate plays in the nineties. He joined my board because my grandfather invited him, which I accepted without examining closely enough because my grandfather was dead and I was grieving and building an empire simultaneously and some things slip through.
That's the note in my phone. Gerald Fitch. And under it, two questions.
Why did my grandfather trust him?
Why did he vote no?
I don't chase it immediately. Because Monday comes first and Monday is Damien's testimony and that matters more than a board member's suspicious vote right now. Some threads you pull in order. You don't get to do everything at once just because everything is urgent.
