On a normal day, the board members would never have brought such a suggestion without passing it by the Vice Chairman first. But upon the election of Chairman, and with the news that the man would rather keep his hands busy with Annabelle, the board had come to decide that seeking his opinions was no longer a deciding factor.
Sullivan had spoken but all eyes were on Gonzel. The poor human shifted in his seat, flickering a help me gaze to the vampire he felt was the least humane. But Martin was more a crook than an avid supporter. If only Gonzel knew the man was shoving him into a pit that would swallow him whole, he would never have accepted lunch seven years ago. Nor agreed to be made interim Chairman.
