Richard could force Gavin out.
Gavin realized it at the same moment I did.
“No.”
Richard looked at him.
“Yes.”
“You can’t.”
“I can.”
“This is my company.”
Richard’s expression became painfully calm.
“It stopped being your company when you decided the people building it were disposable.”
Gavin looked toward me.
“Chris, tell him.”
I almost laughed.
“Tell him what?”
“That I gave you opportunities. That I promoted you.”
“You fired me this morning.”
“That was a mistake.”
“No.”
I shook my head.
“It was a revelation.”
He stared at me.
Then Richard placed a document on the desk.
“Effective immediately, Gavin Mercer is suspended from all executive responsibilities pending investigation.”
Gavin read the page.
Then read it again.
The color disappeared from his face.
Less than six hours after firing me for stopping to help a stranger, Gavin lost control of the company he had treated as his kingdom.
