Chapter 17
- Ben stands from his desk, grabbing my attention. “The potential investors are here, let’s go greet them and escort them to the conference room,” he says, beckoning me to follow him.
- I jump up from my seat, grabbing the stack of printouts off my desk and scurrying after Ben.
- Standing at the reception desk in the lobby are three middle-aged men in gray suites. They smile warmly upon seeing us round the corner.