Chapter 5
Laurie’s Empire
It was Monday morning and Laurie was at the helm of his empire. He relished his office on the 21st floor of the shining, phallic tower at Circular Quay; harsh blue light bounced off its sides reflecting sharp-angled mirror images of the famous harbour. His black Gucci shoes rang out on the gleaming lobby floor. He admired the high-winged cheekbones of his receptionist from the modelling agency. She beamed up at him while singing into her telephone headset, “Sutcliffe Management. Good morning.” Above her was a large silver plaque with the company logo: Sutcliffe Management – Promote and Protect Your Image. He caught his sleek reflection in the plaque’s sheen.
Laurie’s kingdom buzzed around him with bright, young PR consultants and media advisors spinning their w
