Chapter 129

• I marched up to the secretary's desk, ignoring the disgruntled sighs from the others in the waiting area. They could wait. I had a chairman to charm.
• "Excuse me," I said, leaning casually on the desk. "Is Mr. Dennis available, by any chance? I have a feeling he'd much rather chat with me than these...gentlemen."
• The secretary flustered, pushing her glasses up her nose. "I'm sorry, sir, but Mr. Dennis is a very busy man. All appointments must be made through..."