Inside the top most floor of the highest skyscraper in Pitmerden city, Reigns Company and Group Limited, a meeting was being held. A dozen elegantly dressed men and three women sat around a large glass table, a hologram of the whole city spinning at the center. It was in the dead of the night but the meeting was just getting more animated.
Sitting calmly by the head of the table, was a rather skinny middle-aged man. He wore a well-designed black suit that had intricate gold patterns drawn along the button lines. He had a short cut shiny black hair with silver almost grey linings on the sides that served as a constant reminder of his fleeting days. His eyes retained a strong piercing gaze that seemed to make normal men cower with respect and ladies tremble in fascination. All in all, he wa
