Chapter 9 - My own signatures
Rebecca Sloan brought me twenty-two documents I had signed over five years.
Not fraudulent documents necessarily.
Real.
Board consents.
Debt amendments.
Delegations.
Committee authorizations.
I remembered some.
Not others.
My signature genuine.
The question was:
What did I understand?
One delegation from year two after Leo disappeared gave Julian authority to negotiate covenant waivers up to defined limits.
Another expanded his authority over lender communications.
One executive continuity policy allowed CFO to act during temporary CEO unavailability for seventy-two hours.
Normal.
Together:
Power.
Then board minutes.
I missed seven meetings in one year.
Attended by video with camera off twice.
Julian presented for me.
I was not legally incapacitated.
I was disengaged.
Then acquisitions.
Redwood Components.
Purchase:
$210 million.
Underperformed.
I blamed myself.
Forensic review found Julian’s model excluded a pessimistic customer-loss case that internal team had flagged.
Did he hide intentionally?
Email:
Analyst:
Arthur should see churn sensitivity.
Julian:
Not now. He’ll kill deal because he’s reacting to fear again.
He removed appendix from my executive version.
Board received full? No.
Several directors got summary.
Transaction still approved.
That could create fiduciary issues.
Then Canton Freight Services.
A $140 million acquisition.
Julian recommended high leverage.
Internal treasury warned covenant pressure.
He characterized risk as manageable.
Again.
Why make company weaker?
Because recapitalization becomes necessary.
Then one recording from Leo:
Julian to Clara:
“Every bad quarter makes North Meridian easier.”
Clara:
“And Arthur?”
“He signs when he believes he caused it.”
There.
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They were not merely waiting for grief.
Julian was building guilt.
