Dominic
I was half way listening to Carlton Gayle drop his two cents on the development of fuels tailored to suit particular engines.
Yeah it wasn't much. How he could sit there and face me in the panel, talking when he had tried to worm his way into my company with several of my employees was ballsy.
His balls had to weigh a ton. His company had been wrecked and assimilated by mine. The entire bid had gone finalized two weeks ago after the lawsuit between our companies ended.
The only reason he was on this panel was because the panel had been decided over six months ago before he crossed the line and got his ass handed back to him big fucking time.
My eyes drifted to the audience as they listened, scanning the Wolfe booth that Abigail was manning.
They narrowed immediately in question as my heart thudded against my chest. Where was she?
"...right Wolfe?"
