Eric Richter cautiously stepped out of the meeting room with Marco Locke, and respectfully excused himself along with his secretary, Alexandra Mitchell. When the door closed, he was finally able to breathe freely. He looked back to his secretary and who also seemed relieved to be out of the presence of the imposing Marco Locke.
“What do you think about him, Lexa?” he asked, as he turned to walk back to the parking lot.
She followed just a few paces behind him.
“I think he is just as you described him, sir,” she said. “It wasn’t as if we were meeting with him. But rather… it was as if we were locked in a cage with him. It felt like we were the food being given to the hungriest lion.”
“Or rather… the prey. Nevertheless, we have a duty to fulfill… and w
