Thirst traps

Gavriel's POV

"We're here, Mr Donovan," 

I looked up from my device. It had been a long trip to the outskirts of California. I hadn't wanted to take the jet. I didn't like the unwanted attention that came with it especially since I would have had to land right on top of the conference hall.  

The driver turned off the engine then got off to open the car door. Face pulled blank and my lips in a taut line, I stepped out.  

The cameras came flashing.  

I was right not to have brought Camille with me. I could not expose her to this part of my world.  

Not yet. 

"Mr Donovan! A word please," 

"What would you say about the skyrocketing stocks in the..." 

I turned out the words of the press and the paparazzi. I preferred to have lim