When Arianne arrived at the designated meeting place, she had already received a briefing from Gio and reviewed the reports herself. None of the information was new. That was enough to set her expectations.
Lucas offered to accompany her. She declined. Being seen with Lucas would invite further questions about her authority as Interim CEO. She needed to establish that authority herself.
A waitress greeted them at the entrance and led them to the VIP area. The corridor leading inward was narrow. Intentionally so. It forced proximity, slowed movement, encouraged conversation before doors closed. Arianne walked at an even pace. Unhurried.
She noted the floors—black, shiny. The walls were soundproof, designed for privacy. Lighting was low but deliberate, angled to reflect off polished surfaces rather than faces. It created the illusion of intimacy without offering warmth. Guards were stationed at measured distances from each room. Close enough to be visible. Far enough to be ignored.
