Tying Up Loose Ends

The Resting Place was a luxurious hotel which Wayne owned.

Wayne was sitting in one of the private dining rooms at the hotel. Tom was standing a few feet behind his chair at the head of the table.

The other occupants of the room were the journalists and their respective editors-in-chief.

“Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry for the delay. I gave my assistant an assignment and his presence is highly needed here. In the meantime, please help yourself to anything from the menu.

You guys were too busy working to eat at the event.” Wayne said with a sarcastic smile and pressed a button under the table.

Two waiters immediately rushed in and handed them menus. Wayne shook his head when they offered him one.

At first, the willing hostages hesitated because they were worried about Wayne’s behavior. But they soon cast aside their worries and ordered some food; it wasn’t like Wayne was going to poison them.

They were halfway through their meals when Ben finally showed up. He was carryin