Chapter Eleven

Troy’s POV

“You were right, she’s reluctant as all hell,” Drake said as he leaned back against the couch and placed his feet on the coffee table.

Troy only grinned. “It’ll be fine.”

“She did ask me how many women have spent the night in your quarters.” Drake’s mischievous smile made his eyes twinkle.

“I should’ve beat the living shit out of Justin for starting that shit.”

“Your fist could always meet his face again. You know, shit like that does happen in real life,” Drake said with a grin.

“I’m still waiting for his father to call me about that.”

Drake left again just as Troy’s phone rang and he brought the conference call up on the big screen across from his desk. He plugged the translator earpiece into his ear and accepted the call. The ten men bowed their heads and Troy bowed his head as was the respected custom in Japan.

It took almost three hours for them to conclude their business talks and at the end of the meeting, Troy was satisfied that rogue attacks in Japan were decreasin