I hadn't even stepped out of the plane when I received a call from Faith.

“Welcome, sir,” she said. “The chairman has asked to see you as soon as you land.”

“Fuck’s sake,” I muttered, pushing my hair away from my face but the wind blew it back in. I walked to the car that was already waiting for me, and since I had no luggage with me, I just entered, the door held open by the driver.

“Welcome, sir,” he said, and I nodded in response.

I had left London with just the shirt on my back, my phone, and my passport. I didn't take a single thing but...