James wasn't one to make threats lightly, but after his recent discoveries, he knew it was time to have a serious conversation with Damien Cross. That evening after his conversation with Sienna, he dialed a number he hadn't called in years.
The line connected. "Damien," James said, his voice as cold and controlled as always.
There was a pause on the other end, and then Damien's voice responded
"Mr Bennett."
James didn't waste time with pleasantries.
"We have some things that need to be discussed."
"Business?" Damien asked though they both knew that wasn't what this was about.
"Something like that," James replied.
"Kindly be at my office tomorrow morning. Eight sharp."
There was a long silence, Damien could hear the faint tick of a clock in the background and could feel the weight in James' tone - not threatening, but commanding.
"I'll be there." He said.
And then, James ended the call without another word.
