Cathy s Sentence
© 1999. James Warrington Thompson, multimillionaire and captain of industry, sweated as he sat behind the mahogany desk in his elegant office and contemplated the events of the last two days. He awaited the arrival of the person he hoped would save him. When his secretary announced the visitor, Thompson fought to control himself. His hand shook when he extended it in greeting. "Mr. Thompson, I'm Phillip Zim," the visitor said. His voice was well modulated and polite. "I'm glad you...