I watch my assistant shut the door on her way out of the building.
After several unsuccessful dials to Reece, I pick up a file I'm working on and begin to flip through until he gets here. We're going to check out the land site for our intending Five-star hotel project downtown. The landowner, a strong young man in his thirties promised to meet up with us at a small restaurant off Palova Lane and Reece's got the blueprints. The contractors found hard copies great in making concrete plans.
Bored, I take out my phone and place a call across to Yna, my younger sister. She picks at the fourth ring and I tell her about Miles coming over so they could talk. She's been moody all week, slamming cupboards and crying in her room. It's not a surprise if she'd anticipated my call. I was always the on
