Focus wasn’t complicated.
People just treated it like it was.
An hour later, Ryan walked in without knocking.
He carried a folder in one hand and a tablet in the other, which told me he’d found something worth bringing directly instead of sending over. He set both on the desk and opened the folder immediately.
“You were right,” he said.
“I usually am.”
He flipped to the first page.
“They’ve asked for extensions three times under different reasons, but two of them overlap with filings they already had prepared. Same content, different structure.”
I leaned forward slightly.
“Intentional.”
“Yeah.”
He slid the tablet across to me.
“And this is where it gets worse. One of the delays references missing documents that were already submitted earlier. It’s buried in a separate filing, b
