The Twelfth Chair

The boardroom felt colder than usual.

The long glass table reflected the ceiling lights in hard white lines. Twelve chairs surrounded it. Eleven were filled. The last one waited at the far end.

Damon's seat.

No one spoke while he walked in.

They watched him the way people watch a man already judged.

One of Damon ally Arthur sat at the table opposite Damon. His hands were folded. His posture straig