49. Holding up

Harry emerged from the hotel room dressed in black designer suits, his suitcase held securely in his right hand. He took brief graceful steps to meet up with his secretary who was patiently waiting for him along the lobby.

“Ten minutes to go.” his secretary stated with a smile, looking at the watch on his wrist. “You are quite on time, sir.”

Harry nodded, handing over the suitcase to his secretary before they walked out of the hotel. Ciara had returned to her house some minutes after Harry had dropped the call with his secretary that morning. They had kissed and said their final goodbye, with Harry promising to come see her soon.

The car drove up and stopped in front of the hotel entrance as soon as Harry stepped out. His secretary opened the door for him and he stepped in, his secretary occupying the front seat.

“The airport” his secretary announced to the driver once they were comfortably seated.

—-

Damian was seated in his sitting room, a half filled bottle of whiskey placed on a s