Alpha Ryker
We arrive in the city and park outside Zenith Creations, enter the facility and find an elevator. The elevator door dings and opens. We step out and spot a large door. We enter; it’s quite a modern, sleek waiting room; it even has a water feature on one of the walls. I approach the large desk to see a blonde receptionist on the phone. Leaning on the desk, I tap my fingers impatiently; she raises a perfectly-shaped brow at me. I take the phone from her and throw it behind her.
‘Excuse me!’ She says. ‘That was a very important client on the phone!’ She yells.
‘I don't give a shit who was on the phone. Where’s Zenith? I want to speak with him immediately!’ I yell. She picks up a phone and presses a button.
‘There is a very rude man here, with two other men, wanting to speak with you immediately,’ she says. She covers the mic on the phone with her nail-polished hand.
‘What is your name?’ She asks.
‘Alpha Ryker,’ I snap.