POV Ryan.
The doors of the business open as I introduce myself, I walk down the hallway giving the receptionist a charming look and she gives me a cheery smile in return. I am so happy this morning, I need to talk to Drake urgently. I had an idea that we could all spend less on this project and still have quality products. I'm glad I went out yesterday to play poker with the guys, otherwise I would never have gotten this information, so that talking business over a drink with friends isn't just a waste of time as my bitter brother would say.
I enter his office and put my briefcase on the table, then I take the elevator to the eighth floor. I open the doors to Drake's office and run into Sandy from secretary, who is picking up papers from the table.
"Good morning Mr. Lewiston. "
I don't bother to answer him and put my hand on the wrist of my brother's office door.
"Your brother is not here. " I hear behind me.
I suspend my action and turn to her.
"Where is he? "
"They're in the con
