Daniel’s POV
So, here I was. In the bright conference room. The soft hum of the air conditioning was the loudest sound. My brain was filled with numbers, money plans. Jake sat across the polished table. He was going over new figures for the downtown building project. We were in the middle of a serious talk about money and deadlines.
"The numbers for the financing look strong, Daniel," Jake announced. He pointed at a computer screen. "But we need to close this deal fast. The market is changing."
I nodded. "I know. We're pushing the client hard. This new building has to be set in stone by next month."
Just then, the conference room door swung open. In walked our client, Mr. Henderson, a serious man in a dark suit. And next to him, a woman. My breath caught in my throat. Sienna’s best fr
