Chapter 6
Lillianna was so tired from the rush through New York, the stressful flight, and then finding the apartment in Budapest that she completely forgot to set an alarm for the morning.
At some point during the night, her international phone service had finally turned on. As the light came streaming in through the bank of windows in her grand reception room above Rózsa Utca she saw her phone profusely lighting up with some sort of message.
She reached her hand over groggily to grab it and looked at it more closely. It was a reminder notification for that morning’s meeting. Damn it! She was late. The meeting with the managing partner was at nine and it was already nine-thirty in the morning. Oh well, maybe they’ll just fire me and send me back to New York and this will all be over wi
