ADAM CASE didn t like interviews.
Put him in a board room， put him in a lecture hall， put him
on a conference call with Hong Kong， he s fine. Put a camera
in front of him and make him sit still under the unforgiving
light， and he s liable to sweat straight through his shirt. At over
six feet tall and two-hundred twenty pounds he didn t look like
the kind of guy who d get shaken so easily.
He had accomplished a lot. He knew that. The fact that
he was barely in his thirties made him into what his literary
agent often referred to as a \"golden boy.\" But then again， he
owned Case Publishing， the company that she worked for.
How reliable， then， was her opinion of his achievements?
That was the kind of thinking he was supposed to stay
away from. His therapist， Dr. Berk， had always been quick to
point out these types of cynical assumptions. \"Though we
must always be aware of our own motives，\" he d say. \"We must
also be aware of the true motives of others. Assuming that oth-
ers say nice things only for their own benefit is a one-way tick-
et to cynicism.\"
But Adam wasn t cynical. He was objective.
The reporter sitting across from him was experienced，
determined and still beautiful at forty-eight， though she
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