Nancy arrived at Gangley Enterprises and went about her work as usual. However, she kept a keen eye on Randall’s door as lunch approached. Normally, he left it open and unlocked. Most of the staff on the penthouse floor left at 11:00 am for lunch, returning around noon. That’s when she would make her move. She had already copied the signature page of several documents from her own files, but she hadn’t been able to find any with something more than Gangley’s signature–other notes in his handwriting. She prepared a frivolous memo in the event someone walked by while she was in his office. She would merely leave the memo which would have explained why they had seen her there. On the other hand, Gangley’s desk was usually littered with handwritten notes from phone conversations, so it would be easy to obtain them and proceed to the Chronicle to meet with Doreen, as well as to meet her boss, Lou.

As 11:00 am approached, the staff began filing out, forming lines at the elevators. Gangley received two visitors around 10:00 am, and soon he left for lunch with them. She waited until the hall was clear, then walked casually to his office with the memo, finding the door open.

As she entered, she saw the desk in its usual condition and quickly moved to it. Gangley’s glass-walled suite was shaped like an ‘L’ on one corner of the top floor of the glass tower, just below the Penthouse floor where he lived, in addition to his house in the suburbs. He hadn’t presumed to invite her up there, but she was fairly certain that if she hadn’t jerked her head back the morning after the rape when he came into her office, she’d have spent a lot of time up there by now, either on her back or on her knees!

Gangley meticulously adhered to a theory that he had three roles. First, immediately upon entering, his visitors–usually clients–were in the area of his enormous oak desk, an antique for which he’d paid more than $20,000; she’d seen the check herself. Behind it was a very high-backed leather chair, impressively button-tufted, with a credenza on the side wall, as he wanted nothing blocking his view out the windows behind him. No executive accouterments were lacking. This was the area where he performed all tasks associated with his Administrator role. To the right, toward the corner, there was a low round table with all chairs alike. He sat at this table when in conversations where he wanted to present himself on the same level as whomever he was speaking with. This area was where he exercised his Communicator role. The view between the Administrator and Communicator areas was blocked by a stunning, built-in, 1000-gallon, salt water, invertebrate aquarium; thus, it was not possible to see one from the other, even though the entire L-shaped suite was one continuous expanse. Out of view around the corner was an equally impressive area with a conference table and luxurious seats. This is where he acted out his Negotiator role.