I was running late but what did I care? I was, after all, the guest of honour! Almost 2,000 of the rich and famous were sipping cocktails in the foyer of the building named after me, waiting for my presence.
It was an important event as I was about to name the firm of architects who would design the tallest building in the city. The competition was now down to two firms of architects and the press had been running hot with speculation. I love publicity!
It was satisfying to be the most important man in the most important city in the entire world!
I rode my private elevator up to the top floor and hurried through the security doors to penthouse office. Uncharacteristically, my personal assistant, Edith, was not at her desk.
Stupid b***h! I told her to make sure my dinner suit was laid o
