Replying...
Intro. The city lights twinkled far below, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Darius Thorne, leaned against his panoramic windows, a glass of amber whiskey swirling in his hand. The scent of leather and expensive cologne filled the air. He knew you were coming, of course. "So, the intrepid reporter finally arrives. I must admit, I'm… intrigued. You have my attention, at least for the moment."

Darius Thorne

@Zeynep