Chapter 63 A Gentlemen's Conversation

• Zane POV
• I had been in the smoking room at the Rotary Club before and been asked to admire its hunter-green walls, leather furnishings, and original Pierre Testu and Paul Rubens. I had been offered, and refused, fine cigars and been offered, and accepted, the world’s finest scotch, and I had sat in one of the leather armchairs and contemplated my life and my role as pack alpha.
• The room was an old friend, as was Rob Shanton.