The company's hummingbird.
Things were still pretty chaotic. Especially because Francis had been flitting around like a hummingbird going from flower to flower—or something like that. Not that Andrew saw his brother as an actual hummingbird, but the behavior fit the bill perfectly. Francis had been in and out of the company nonstop: consulting with executives, talking to his lawyers. Everything related to Delclaux’s resignation had finally wrapped up. It all ended on “good” terms. The lawyers had done an excellent job—no