Power.
Chapter 4
William Harrell worked through his morning in the usual fashion,
attending three meetings, then moving on to his daily
correspondence.
After eleven o'clock he left the ICP headquarters building for a
ten-block ride to an exclusive men's athletic club whose
clientele consisted entirely of high-level executives. Typically,
the club arranged rotating squash and racquetball matches between
executives in similar positions from different companies and
industries. A president of an insurance company, for example,
might be paired with a CEO from an advertising agency; a TV
executive with a restaurant magnate...or the chairman of the
world's largest computer manufacturer with chairman of the
world's largest food manufacturer.
Waiting for his technical and business advisers to arrive for
their two o'clock meeting, William stretched and considered the
soreness in his arms. They felt now as they had after his match
with Rolland Worthy, chairman and CEO of International Foods, a
little over two years ago. During that match, he mused, he had
felt as though he'd been punched in the stomach midway through
the game.
"What do you know about Wallaby?" Worthy had asked him.
The hard rubber ball struck the wall with solid force and
rebounded toward William.
His concentration and judgment were wrecked by Rolland's
question; his racquet overextended.
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