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He finished his coffee, washed the cup in the sink, and placed it
in the rack to dry. It was seven, time to make Alexander’s lunchtime
sandwich. He placed it in a bag along with an apple and went upstairs
to his son’s bedroom. He knocked on the door, but Alex called out
that he was already awake. Next, he knocked at Johnathan’s door. His
nephew was living with him while studying economics at Simon
Fraser. In another year or so, he would graduate and return to Greece
to start his career.
Having made sure both boys were up, he walked to his bedroom,
got dressed, and a few minutes later, after saying goodbye to his son
and nephew, he was driving his Jaguar into the city. Remembering
the accident on the Second Narrows Bridge, he took the Lions Gate,
where the traffic was manageable. Passing through Stanley Park, he
drove east on Georgia Street, then left on Pender before reaching
Burrard Street, where he glided into the Parkade of Bentall Towers
and parked his car. At the 18th floor, he greeted the receptionist and
walked to his office. Logan and Helena welcomed him with their
usual smiles, and the morning went by smoothly until a little after
ten. is was when burly, gray-haired Herb arrived, a man in his mid-sixties,
financially well-positioned, his comfortable circumstances evident
from his glowing, tanned face.
“Good morning,” he beamed.
“Good morning, Herb,” Eteo answered. “Want to go for coffee or
you prefer to sit in the boardroom?”
“I already had my morning coffee.
“To the boardroom then.”
He got up and led his client to this corner room with its sweeping
view of downtown. Herb came straight to the point. He explained
that Platinum Properties, controlled by two of his associates, was in
advanced discussions for the acquisition of a very serious mining
asset in Southeast Asia. If everything went right, they should make
an announcement in a day or two. Herb promised to keep him in the
loop but reminded him that timing was the key, as in all small company
news.
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