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Trent
The place is sick.
Gideon
As long as it’s a good investment.
Trent
Would I steer you wrong?
Cyrus
Yes.
Trent
Fuck off, @Cyrus
Lorenzo
I’m going to have to agree with @Cyrus. Trent’s a fucking idiot.
Trent
And yet you keep giving me your money. Who’s the idiot now, @Lorenzo.
Trent
Let me know what you think.
Gideon
This better not be a waste of my time.
Despite my last text, I doubt it will be.
From my research on Cain Archer, I gather he’s a ruthless businessman. Not a surprise; most men who rise to this level are.
Apparently, he’s cold and unemotional, but he gets the job done. At the end of the day, we should get along fine. I’m not looking to make friends.
When my driver pulls up to the large mirrored building a few miles up the road, I step out of the car and am greeted by an attractive woman.
“Hello, Mr. Byrne. I’m Mr. Archer’s assistant, Barbara. Please come this way.”
I don’t bother responding. No need. I follow her toward the building, and when we’re a foot away, the doors automatically open into a large floor-to-ceiling mirrored lobby.
She doesn’t speak as she leads me into Cain Archer’s office.
I expect to find him behind a desk; instead, he’s standing by the window, looking out into the forest that surrounds us.
“Mr. Byrne.” Archer turns to face me. “It’s nice to meet you.” Although he says the words, his tone tells me he doesn’t mean any of it. His voice is cold and calculated.
He’s definitely different.
I’ve met some crazy motherfuckers, but this guy is something else entirely. I can’t put my finger on what’s so off about him, but this man makes Lorenzo seem sane. Which is saying a lot because Lorenzo is the craziest motherfucker I know.
There’s a darkness that lingers around him. A darkness I’ve seen in only a few people. The quiet, violent type.
