I barely slept that night. The morning sun had barely cleared the horizon when I climbed into the back of my car and instructed the driver to take me straight to the Horton Group headquarters. During the ride, I began using my personal phone to call and send direct emails to all of my clients and major stakeholders. I bypassed my secretary entirely, wanting the personal touch to project absolute confidence.
By the time the car pulled into the corporate garage, my efforts had yielded a result. One of my most influential institutional investors had scheduled an emergency meeting to hold at ten o'clock in our main boardroom.
I stepped out of the elevator onto the executive floor, feeling a slight sense of relief. I had a plan, and I was moving forward. But as I walked down the long, carpete
