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Going with the flow was one thing, but having Juliette, Graham and Marianne all starting to control my schedule was beginning to bother me. I needed to start running this new agenda.

My next move was to phone Christine again. The meeting with Graham had been in our Head Office in London, but Christine was based out in Windsor, twenty miles west. She apologized for not returning my earlier call and I asked her to catch the next train and meet me as soon as she could. An hour later she phoned from her mobile to let me know that she had arrived in London and was just about to jump on the Underground. We arranged to meet in the company’s staff restaurant on the eleventh floor of the head office building. It was a good place to meet and work, with a range of comfy leather armchairs and sofas, as well as the usual chairs and tables. It also has a huge floor-to-ceiling window looking out over the rooftops and the River Thames, angled outwards so that if you lean forwards you...