Damien's face was stone-cold as he reviewed the latest reports and updates on the emergency transaction that had taken place inside his home.
He sat at the long table inside his private study, looking at the heavy paperwork in front of him. Still wearing the same shirt from last night, he leaned back, sighing deeply.
His long-time business partner, Julian, leaned against the bookshelf sipping a cup of dark coffee. "So," Julian began with a knowing smirk, "you finally lost your nerve."
Damien didn’t look up. "I don’t want that to ever happen again."
Julian's brow rose. "Come on, D. That transaction was urgent. We only moved it because the location was compromised. You know it."
"I don’t care. We’re not doing that here again. Ever." His voice was stern, clipped.
Julian scoffed, crossin
