Nathan
The rain had started just as I was wrapping up my meeting, a low rumble of thunder in the distance warning of the downpour to come.
I wasn’t sure the weather forecast this morning spoke about this impending rain, but I was glad I came here with my car, or I would have had to call a cab.
The thunder rumbled again to indicate it would start heavily soon.
Great.
Although, the sound was muffled by the walls of the place, but I could tell all the same it would be a heavy one.
I exhaled, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt as I turned to James and Hubert Yorkshire, two men whose names alone could buy half of Manhattan. Oil magnates with enough money to make problems disappear, they were the kind of men my father had always said I should cultivate relationships with.
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