Juliette called me early next morning while I was still at home, and asked me to drop by her office 15 minutes before the meeting, which I did.
“How many pages do you have for me this time?” she asked with a shard of humor in her eye.
“One. And the numbers as appendices. I’ve prepared to summarize verbally what I think they tell us.”
“Wow. I’m impressed. What does the one page say?”
I handed over her copy of the strategy paper and the appendices. She scanned the paper, flicked to the numbers, briefly scanned them too and then turned back to the main page.
“This is fine, Ian,” she said in a neutral voice. “I see you’ve made my first ...