~~Oslo, Norway~~
The bright ceiling light was illuminating the windowless office where the atmosphere of tension had become so severe and pervasive that one could barely breathe. Aside from business suits and egos, one could see the blank expressions of people around the table. When the lights turned off and the projector was turned on, every pair of eyes went to the screen as the slideshow began.
Darren looked at his friend and business partner, Asher Andersen across the boardroom table and tried to display the agony in his eyes as if to say, 'Just end it already!' But since Asher wasn't done with his presentation, he disregarded the pleading eyes of his friend. The thing he hated about these meetings were the numbers on those slides that always left him dizzy. Designing cars was his passion but one could say if Asher wasn't there to help him, he would have never succeeded in his own business.
I planned on giving a mass release today. But I have a headache that's killing me. So, I could only write this one chapter since morning.
Trust me, staring blankly at the screen is another kind of torture.