Chapter Fifteen
July Ten
2:00 P.M
Baron was in a foul mood. The convention had been tedious beyond belief, and even binge drinking hadn’t dulled the pain of sitting through those endless meetings. It had only left him with a fogged and aching head.
His s****l adventure with Langley had yielded no tangible results, only a vague hint that the real buying decisions were up to Langley’s superior, a Vice President named Justin. It had taken some coaxing, but Baron had managed to get a half hearted promise from Langley to put in a good word with Justin and arrange a meeting. So Baron had basically wasted time and money showing Langley a good time with the whores and he still wasn’t one bit closer to unloading that warehouse full of cheap crap he was stuck with.
Meanwhile, the wife had been
