I resisted the urge to see Richard before the meeting. I didn't want to pressure him to influence the board in their decisions. I was going to accept the outcome with my head held high, but if I got fired, I guess Sam had won on the work front. He still had me to battle with at home.
I called my dad to get my mind off the situation. I didn't tell him what was going on but, he seemed happier. Wita was getting more exposure and popularity and, he was swarmed with work. I promised to check on him during the weekend.
After I ended the call, my assistant, Sasha Bennett came into the office to drop off correspondences addressed to the office of Chief Accountant. She also brought me a cup of coffee,
"I thought you might need this," she handed me the cup and, I smiled wearily at her.
"Parting gift?"
"You're not getting fired. Mr Numero Junior and Senior won't allow it,"
