MIGUEL'S GUEST HOUSE
The sun was barely up when Miguel stood before the mirror, adjusting his tie. He smoothed the fabric of his suit, ensuring everything was in place.
The reflection that stared back at him was that of a man who looked every bit the part of a business mogul. He smiled. He had forgotten about that part of himself.
There was a knock on the door, bringing him to reality.
"Come in," Miguel said without turning, knowing it was his sister.
Elizabeth pushed the door open, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise when she saw her brother fully dressed up. "Miguel, it's barely morning, and you're all suited up like you're heading to a gala. What's going on?"
Miguel gave her a small smile, finally turning to face her. "I've got a meeting to attend," Miguel said like it was the
