The sophisticated modern office was a testament to the young man's success who looked to be in his early forties.

The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a stunning view of the bright city skyline, and the polished chrome accents gleamed in the soft light.

He was a man accustomed to being in control, and his narrow jawline only reinforced that impression.

As he scanned the schedule in front of him, his expression darkened. He leaned forward and punched some digits on the telephone.

Immediately, a feminine voice came through, "Receptionist on the line, sir,"

"Get my secretary, immediately!" he barked into the intercom, his voice reverberated through the walls of the office...