Chapter 5 - THE PRIVATE STUDY SUMMONS
Ten minutes after the violent incident, a junior floor manager approached Elena with a pale, trembling expression.
"Mr. Sterling requests your presence in the executive private study on the third floor immediately," the manager whispered fearfully.
Elena wiped her hands on a clean linen towel, her facial micro-expressions remaining completely neutral and unreadable.
"Tell him I will be there as soon as I finish clearing table twelve," Elena replied calmly, stunning the terrified manager.
No one, absolutely no one, ever kept Marcus Sterling waiting for even a fraction of a second in this luxury establishment.
Yet Marcus, upon hearing the relay from his manager through his earpiece, let out a low, deep rumble of amusement.
"Let her finish," Marcus instructed over the encrypted comms, his gaze fixed on the security monitor feed displaying her every move.
He took another slow, deliberate drag from his thick cigar, watching the way she moved with lethal, calculated precision.
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For years, Marcus had surrounded himself with killers, spies, and corrupt politicians who wore loyalty like cheap cologne.
This mysterious waitress possessed something far rarer: an absolute, unshakeable self-possession that defied all logic.
