Chapter 48: A Wild Goose Chase
Liam’s POV
The following morning, I was at the airport by 5 AM, impeccably dressed in my best Armani suit, Italian leather briefcase in hand. I’d barely slept, too wired with anticipation, but I didn’t feel tired. Excitement and the promise of victory had me operating at peak efficiency
The flight to Boston was smooth, and I used the time to review all our previous materials on the Reign project, refreshing my memory on the details James might want to discuss. By the time we landed, I felt confident and prepared.
The Ever Green Hotel was, as expected, the epitome of luxury. I checked in, unpacked my overnight bag, and ordered room service—a steak dinner and a bottle of their best red wine. As I ate, I rehearsed different scenarios for the morning meeting, anticipating questions, planning my responses.
I slept surprisingly well that night, and woke before my alarm, ready and eager. At 6:30 AM, I was freshly showered, dressed, and on my way to the conference room James had specified in his email.
The hotel was quiet at that hour, just a few early risers heading to the gym or checking out. I found the conference room easily...Mercury Suite, on the middle floor, and checked my watch. 6:45 AM. Perfect timing.
I tried the door. Locked. I knocked, but there was no answer. Probably too early still. I decided to wait in the adjacent lobby area, reviewing my notes one last time.
At exactly 7 AM, I approached the conference room again and knocked firmly. Still no answer. I frowned, checking the email on my phone to confirm the details. I had the right place and time.
I waited another ten minutes, growing increasingly anxious, then called the number James had used to contact me. It went straight to voicemail.
"Mr. James, this is Liam Ashton. I’m at the Mercury Suite as arranged, but it seems to be locked. Please let me know if there’s been a change of plans."
I hung up and approached the front desk, maintaining my composure despite the knot forming in my stomach.