At six, Adrian woke up, his phone buzzing on the nightstand. He grabbed it and saw a text message from Selena.
Selena: Be ready in one hour. We should prepare in advance for the Laurent meeting.
He pulled himself out of bed and hit the shower, his eyes still groggy. The hot water woke him up and made him alert, but there was still a lingering knot of anxiety in his stomach. He had to make his first actual deal today and act like someone who knew his stuff and could stand his ground with a person who actually knew his stuff.
When he was dressed, Selena was already in his living room, scrolling through documents on her tablet.
"You look nervous," she said without raising her eyes.
"I am nervous," he huffed.
"Good. Nerves keep you sharp."
She handed him a cup of coffee.
"Sit down. We
