Monday morning...
Damon's car rolled into the underground parking lot of Ross Group Headquarters at seven fifty-two, four minutes ahead of his usual time. The building was alive with activity, and today he would use the general elevator because his private one was under maintenance.
He walked into the general lobby, and everyone straightened instinctively when they saw him. Voices lowered during conversations, and a junior associate nearly walked into a pillar. Greetings came from all sides, respectful and quick. He barely acknowledged them and walked to the elevator bank, and the two people already waiting inside stepped out before the doors had fully closed. The elevator rose.
Chen was waiting for him when the elevator opened on the top floor.
"Good morning, sir," Chen said.
"Mhm,"
