The morning sun seeped through the high windows of Mike’s office, casting long shadows over the polished mahogany desk. He leaned back in his chair, fingers crossed, watching the busy city roared beneath him—his city, or at least, it would be soon….very soon.
Then, suddenly the door burst wide open.
Carter, his assistant, his usual calm face replaced with urgency, strode in with a tablet in his tight fisted grip. His tie was slightly askew and it was a rare c***k in his normally composed composure.
“Sir,” Carter said, his voice tight. “Cole’s out on bail.”
Mike didn’t blink. He simply smirked and swirled the amber liquid in his glass, then he muttered. “Expected.”
The system screen appeared suddenly in his vision, it’s neon letters burning into his retinas…
[Task: Acquire the Lawson
