The people from Golf Globe were waiting for Reggie at a posh office building in Virginia Beach’s business district. When their elevator opened on the top floor, an attractive titian woman dressed in a classic blue suit welcomed them. She assured Reggie that she would take care of him and help him during his stay.
Reggie turned to Carlos with a silent plea, almost scared by all this attention.
“It’s the price of fame, Reggie.” Carlos chuckled as he took a seat on one of the little sofas just outside the elevator. “I’ll wait for you here, enjoying these amazing magazines about…mmm, interior design.”
The woman led Reggie to a large room without windows. Both the walls and the floor were painted a dark color. The temperature was pleasant as was the mood, thanks to a wireless system playing
