Chapter Thirty Two

Two large-screen plasma televisions were positioned on either side of the large reception desk, and Standard Gates latest ad campaigns were predominately displayed in a series of commercials.

Behind the desk, a cheerful looking younger woman smiled a warm welcome as he approached.

“Good morning and welcome to Standard Gate Communications.” She said cheerfully. 

He returned her smile. “Can you tell Wendy Morgan that Damon Paige is here to see her?”

The sudden awareness in the receptionist’s eyes told him she knew well who he was. She recovered quickly, though. With brisk efficiency, she rounded the corner of her desk and gestured toward the set of couches in the waiting area.

“If you’ll have a seat, I’ll get her at once. Would you care for some coffee?” she asked him. 

“No, thank you.”

She turned to stride down the hallway, leaving Damon standing there. He