Friday morning...
Damon sat behind his desk, reviewing the final morning metrics on his screen while Chen stood at an angle across from him, finishing the daily itinerary briefing. After he was done, he stood there.
Damon looked up and saw that he was still there. “Something else?”
Chen nodded. "Julian Westwood has requested a personal meeting with you, sir. This morning, if possible."
Damon leaned back in his chair. "Where?"
"The private lounge at the Grand Regency Hotel," Chen replied.
"Place the reservation and prepare the security detail." Damon glanced at the watch on his wrist. "Tell them we leave in forty minutes."
Chen nodded and stepped out to make the calls.
Forty minutes later, the car pulled up outside the Grand Regency, and Damon walked through the lobby without slowi
