Later that evening Andrian stepped out of the car, adjusting the cuffs of his jacket as he glanced at the glanced at the location Alex had sent— it was the restaurant, not the kind of place he expected for handling business.

As he pushed open the grand double door, the manager, the middle-aged man approached him immediately.

“Ah, Mr. Alex! Welcome, please follow me to the VIP section. Would you like anything special brought to your table or the usual?”

“The usual” Andrian replied and ...