“What the hell is going on?” shouted David as he burst into the conference room. Everyone turned to see me standing next to him and I saw them choke on their words. The look they shot me next was really displeasing, I tell you, I could guarantee you they would never shoot me that look even if I told them that I was a fan of the Devil himself.
“I think it’s best if you move away now,” David said to me, “believe me when I tell you that those looks can get worse.”
I took his advice and returned to my original position next to Vic; not that I was affected by the looks, mind you, there were just other pressing matters at this moment than some “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” expressions.
“So, you’re ready to tell me what that Trichloris guy is up to now?” David asked when he finall
