Confronting the Bishop

The Chairman's private boardroom was a magnificent executive rotunda wrapped in floor-to-ceiling glass overlooking the Statue of Liberty and the Hudson River. An antique Chippendale conference table of polished mahogany stretched down the center, surrounded by twelve leather armchairs that had hosted international central bankers and finance ministers for half a century. At the far end of the table, silhouetted against the pale morning sky, stood Alexander Cross. He was…