RICHARD PORTER
Sep 07, 2022
3 minutes
THE CHAIRMAN LEANT FORWARD, PLACED his elbows on the dark wood table and let his splayed fingers meet in front of his face. ‘Winter is coming,’ he said in the slow and deliberate manner he used when he wanted to sound portentous. ‘Our people need to know that we know this.’
Further round the U-shaped table to The Chairman’s left, a neat man with gimlet eyes and a tidy beard elevated himself in his seat like a precisely parted meerkat.
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