Forty four

Karis paced his office, there was so much he needed to do. He had put a pause on his activities at Percove to come home and help out when his family needed him most.

The owner of the Atmospheric had given him a week to make up his mind and two days to the expiration of the time, he still had'nt come up with a plan. He should never have stayed that long in Dubai, he hadn't planned to stay that long but then... He picked up his phone and called his father, the old man didn't say a word when he said he was coming over and he imagined St. James calling his father to tell him of the latter's visit to the Atmospheric and probably to drop a warning or two, Karis didn't put that past St. James.

He was going to have to do something about the editor of the Daily. If news that he could get double crossed spread, he was in for it as a businessman in New York but before he took care of the editor, he was going to need to take care of the root cause of the problem -- the owner of the Atmospher