Massimo
“You have a meeting in about five minutes, the car is ready,” Florence said as soon as she waltzed into my office. As always the clipped sound of her heels clanked in the neatly cleaned floor of my office.
“What meeting”? I asked in frustration. I had a lot going on. I lost a lot of money and now my investments are slowly wrecking. I need hands in the mine business I just started. Some of my investors are breathing down on my neck and will have my head if I don't deliver their goods. I've almost emptied my pocket just to make up for all that was going on.
“Mas.” She said, groaning softly in a way that made my stomach ache. “The downfall plans that I ran by you days ago. Have you forgotten? I've highlighted those we need to meet up with and the first one on the list are the thre
