comfortable wearing things that belonged to someone else.”
Her face tightened.
Grant leaned forward.
“The corporate legal team will supervise the removal of your belongings. Company materials cannot leave this building.”
I opened my handbag and pulled out the gray notebook.
Its corners were worn from years of use.
Grant’s eyes narrowed.
“What is that?”
“My personal journal.”
“If it contains technical information—”
“It contains dates, names, decisions, and the reasons I disagreed with them.”
I opened the first page.
Grant himself had written the sentence during Meridian’s earliest days,
