As Auden's vehicle ceased its movement in front of the fifty-something building, the sleek black exterior reflected the cold glimmer of the city's skyline. A group of men dressed in sharp suits stood at the ready, their stances rigid and hands clasped in front of them.
The Chief Operating Officer, Jeff Page, a blond man of forty-five adorned in a black business suit and blue tie, had hurried to the backseat to open the door. But to his surprise, the CEO emerged from the driver's seat with a young woman by his side.
"Mr. Bernard." He chuckled nervously, approaching him. "I would have arranged for a designated driver had you informed me that your assistant wasn't available."
Auden didn't respond to the man, instead striding towards the building with the suited men trailing behind him. How
