This was one of those rare nonfiction reads that pulled me in completely. The Right Hand manages to make the invisible visible, turning the backstage architects of power into fully formed people. It is not just about proximity to decision-making, but about what it means to serve, to support, to guide, without ever standing in the spotlight.
The stories are astonishing. From the intimacy of crisis rooms to the quiet weight of protocol, each chapter opens a small window into a world that rarely speaks. And what makes it so compelling is not just the access, but the emotional precision with which these experiences are told. These are people shaped by loyalty, pressure, and purpose, and their insights are unforgettable.
It left me with a deeper appreciation of influence – the kind that operates behind closed doors. I could have read hundreds more pages. A quiet triumph.