Austra Headquarters - The War Room.
The air in Austra’s secure conference room, named “The War Room,” was a huge contrast to the toxic atmosphere all over Bio - Tech’s headquarters. Here, the air was cool and buzzed with the quiet energy of upcoming victory. The huge screen displayed a complex drawing of Bio - tech’s stock holdings.
Mike sat at the head of the table, like a king in his court. To his right was Gregory Lawson, his new ally, who was looking more relaxed and ruthless than Mike had ever seen him. To his left was Mr Ginger, owner of sawdust industries…a man who had made his fortune in lumber and construction, and harbored a legendary, decades old grudge against Charles Stewart.
“The problem is not buying the shares,” Mike said. “The problem is buying them quietly. Stewart’s
