Executive Chess

Executive ChessTwo young men sit sipping their pieluncheon cocktails. They are about of an age, they are dressed much alike. The meals they order won't vary much one from the other. At the office they sit in adjoining cubbyholes, they share a secretary, they call each other by their first names – and yet they are tacit enemies in almost mortal combat. Ten years from now. they both know, one of them will have the private corner office, the five-figure income, the duplex town house or the home in...