Chapter Thirteen

Duncan Ladiyz sat on his king-sized chair in his personal office, holding a glass of whisky on one hand and a stick of cigar on the other. He puffed slowly, allowing the tiny smoke penetrate the whole room.

He was deep in thought, trying to understand something that had happened to him some months ago and how to go about it. It had been bothering him for quite a while, but he hadn't gotten a good solution to the outstanding problem giving him sleepless days.

He usually left his base to this particular place whenever he needed time to think about himself and his business. Though, he always used the disguise of cruising to deceive people into thinking that it was his time to have fun.

In few minutes time, he was going to be having a meeting with one of his father's rivals. One of the biggest and richest men in their time. Duncan always acknowledged the fact that his rival was quite a stunning and well mannered man, even though he wasn't his kind of business partner