Alexander sat alone in his office, papers scattered before him, but his mind was far from the documents.

He buzzed Robert in. "Transfer the final payment to her."

Robert quickly took care of it, then placed a takeout container on the desk. "Sir, it's lunch time."

Alexander set his paperwork down and walked over to the coffee table. When he saw the soup, his expression soured. "What is this?"

"It’s cream of mushroom soup, sir. You used to love ...