"Hello, Don, we meet again." Stephanie stepped into the room and took a seat opposite the Don. "And who's this? I've never seen him around here," she asked while casting a suspicious gaze on Mike.

"Welcome, Stephanie." Don Anderson returned the pleasantries, "That there is my right-hand man."

"He seems familiar. You must trust him enough for him to be here in the academy," she commented

The Don chuckled as he filled his wine.

"I do," he answered. "What brings you to France, Stephanie?"

"I understand you trust your right-hand man, but I need privacy, Don. Just you and me." Stephanie requested.

"You can leave now, Mike. Your work here's...