Chapter 6 - The Boardroom Execution

By Monday morning, the news of the Carter family's criminal charges had completely shattered Daniel’s professional life.
I walked into the top-floor boardroom of Northwest Commercial Realty—Daniel’s employer. The senior partners were sitting around an oval glass table, looking anxious and exhausted. Daniel was absent, forbidden from entering the building due to the firm's mandatory corporate conduct policy.
"Eva, thank you for coming," said Arthur Sterling, the managing partner and a long-time associate of my investment firm. "This situation with Daniel and his family... it's a disaster for our public reputation."
"I know, Arthur," I said, setting my leather folder on the glass table. "Which is why I'm here as the chief managing partner of Sterling & Vance Holdings."
"We’ve reviewed Daniel’s equity buy-in," Arthur said softly. "Without your personal guarantee, he is three hundred thousand dollars short on his partner capital requirement. He defaulted on the notice deadline at nine o'clock this morning."
"Then under section eight of your partnership agreement," I stated, "his shares are forfeited and put up for immediate internal acquisition."
"Are you asking us to vote him out?" Arthur asked.
"I’m not asking," I replied, opening my folder to reveal a stock purchase agreement. "I am buying his forfeited equity shares directly. Here is a cashier's check for three hundred and fifty thousand dollars."
Arthur stared at the check, then at me, seeing the absolute, unyielding determination in my eyes. "Eva... if you buy his shares, you become his direct legal superior in any remaining asset distributions. He will have nothing left."
"He had a daughter who loved him," I said quietly. "He traded her life for his mother’s approval. He deserves nothing left."
Ten minutes later, the vote was unanimous. Daniel Carter was officially terminated from Northwest Commercial Realty for gross ethical violations and financial default. His company car was deactivated, his health insurance canceled, and his severance pay seized to satisfy corporate debt.
When Daniel received the termination email at his cheap motel room, he rushed to the building, trying to force his way past the ground-floor security guard.
I walked out of the glass elevator lobby just as two security guards grabbed Daniel by his arms, holding him back near the revolving doors.
"Eva!" Daniel screamed, his face red and tear-stained, his clothes wrinkled and filthy. "Eva! Please! Look at me! You took my job! You took my house! You took my family! What do you want from me?!"
I stopped three feet away from him, looking down at his disheveled form.
"I don't want anything from you, Daniel," I said softly. "You gave up your right to exist in my world the moment you let your mother leave Lily to die. I’m just cleaning up the house you burnt down."
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"I loved you!" he sobbed, collapsing against the security guard's grip.
"No, Daniel," I said, turning my back on him as the rain began to fall against the glass windows. "You loved comfort. Now you have neither."