We were departing tomorrow afternoon, and Skyray Medical was organizing a farewell party today. I did not enjoy such gatherings but had no choice but to attend.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Bill was already there to greet us with a friendly smile. "Mr. Monroe, come in."

When we settled in the room, Bill gave a drink to Lyon and toasted. "Mr. Monroe, I toast to you."

Lyon tossed back his drink, clinking his glass against Bill's, and downed it in one gulp. Bill poured his glass before he sat. "Mr. Monroe, you're leaving tomorrow. Can we finalize the partnership tonight? Or do you have some concerns we can...