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“Tell the pilot there’s been a change of plans. We leave for Atlanta tomorrow night, not tonight.”
A couple of hours later, Darius paced his office as he rattled off instructions to his assistant. Pleasure never came before business, but this time, he was willing to make a tiny exception.
“Call Mr. Chang in Hong Kong and tell him I have another obligation, so we’ll have to push our meeting out. Tell Mr. Patrick he should head to Miami after he leaves San Diego. He has to represent me for the Realtors Annual Gala.” Darius walked behind his desk and flipped through his iPad. “And lastly, call the florist. Instead of the usual white roses, send Grammy pink roses.”
With the information he’d just gathered, he had to do some swift adjustments. His curiosity had been piqued and when that
