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Chapter 196
The Chao agreement was signed on a Wednesday in December.Not with ceremony. Chao was not a man who used ceremony the way some people used it, as a demonstration of significance. He arrived at the office at nine with his counsel and sat across from Kai and Lila and Okonkwo at the long table in the main conference room and worked through the final document with the same economy he had brought to the breakfast six weeks earlier, each clause reviewed, each question answered, nothing performed that did not need to be performed.It took three hours.At the end of it, four signatures on four copies.Chao's counsel gathered his copies and shook hands with Okonkwo and left.Chao remained for a moment.He looked at the signed document in front of him and then at Kai and then at Lila with the expression of a man who had been in this position many times and had not yet found it unremarkable."Your father would have done this differently," he said.Kai looked at him."He would have had whisky," C
Chapter 195
The word arrived on a Tuesday.Not Friday, as Kai had predicted, and not in any of the days between Friday and Tuesday during which he had listened with the particular attention of someone who had been told something was coming and could not stop listening for it.It arrived at seven-twenty in the morning while Kai was in the hallway putting on his jacket and Lila was at the kitchen table with her coffee and Marcus was in the bassinet that had been moved back upstairs three weeks ago because the downstairs logistics had finally been resolved in favor of a routine.Marcus was not in the bassinet.He was on the mat on the kitchen floor, the padded mat they had placed there for the specific purpose of giving him a surface on which to conduct his investigations, and he was looking at the kitchen door through which Kai had just come.Kai stopped in the doorway.He looked at Marcus.Marcus looked at him.And then, with the complete, unself-conscious directness of someone who had been approa
Chapter 194
The story published on Friday morning.Kai read it at six-fifteen at the kitchen table before Marcus was awake, before Lila came downstairs, in the particular stillness of a house that had not yet decided to be the day.Sara Gelb had written it carefully.The kind of carefully that was not timid but precise, the difference between a journalist who was afraid of getting something wrong and one who understood that getting something right required the same quality of attention that Kai associated with other difficult things, the attention that arrived not from trying but from being genuinely present to the material.The story was not what Fitch had given her.It was not what Kai and Lila had given her either.It was what had actually happened, which was a third thing, assembled from both accounts and the documentary record and, he noted, a quote from Priscilla Wade that was four sentences long and contained, in those four sentences, everything that needed to be said about what it meant t
Chapter 193
Priscilla Wade answered on the third ring.Lila was in the small sitting room at the back of the house, the one they used when the kitchen felt too public for a conversation that needed to be private. The lamp on the side table was the only light. Marcus had been down for forty minutes. Kai was in the kitchen with a book he was not reading, the particular vigil he kept when she was doing something that required the house to be quiet around it."Ms. Wade," Lila said. "My name is Lila Hartley. I'm the co-CEO of Hartley. I'm sorry for calling in the evening."A pause.Not a long one. The pause of someone recalibrating quickly rather than someone caught off guard."I know who you are," Priscilla Wade said.Her voice was younger than Lila had expected, which was another useless expectation. Clear, careful, the voice of someone who had learned to manage what she revealed in the first seconds of a conversation with a stranger."I wanted to speak to you directly," Lila said. "Before anything
Chapter 192
Lila talked for forty minutes.Not continuously. The journalist asked questions, good ones, the questions of someone who had been given a story and was now testing its load-bearing walls with the particular patience of a person who understood that the walls that held were as informative as the ones that didn’t.Kai spoke when spoken to and added when adding was useful and stayed quiet when quiet was what the room needed, which was the division of labor they had arrived at without discussing it, the way they arrived at most things.The journalist’s name was Sara Gelb.She had been on the financial beat for fourteen years, which Kai had looked up before she arrived and which explained the quality of her questions, the way they moved beneath the surface of a statement rather than across it.She asked about the flag.Lila told her about the flag.She asked about the closure.Lila told her about the closure and about the individual who had closed it and about the review’s current scope and
Chapter 191
The call came from Okonkwo on a Thursday.Not the measured, organized Okonkwo of formal meetings, not the carefully paced Okonkwo of difficult conversations. This was a different register, the compressed efficiency of someone who had received information and was moving it as quickly as its weight would allow."Fitch," he said, when Kai answered.Kai put down his coffee."What about him," he said."He's been talking to a journalist," Okonkwo said. "Not about Morrison. Not about Vance. About the review.""The independent review," Kai said."Yes," Okonkwo said. "Specifically about what it might find and who it might implicate beyond the names already in the public record."Kai was quiet for a moment."He's trying to shape the narrative before the findings are released," he said."That's my reading," Okonkwo said. "The journalist in question is credible. Not someone who fabricates, but someone who publishes what she's given and frames it in the direction she's been pointed.""Who is she,"
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