Chapter 11 The Failed Contract

• At the top floor of Ocean Sky Grand Hotel, Brian Hayes eyes twitched as he smoked a Cuban cigar, his eyes piercing through the other man sitting the other side of the table. The quick witted enforcer grimaced, studying his partner of five years in the drug business.
• "It's a weekend Mr Grant, surely this is not a business meeting is it?" He said huffing smoke into the air.
• "Ofcourse it's not, but it's related," Mr Grant sat up making himself comfortable. He signalled for his two bodyguards to leave them in private.