Leo followed the stone path of the estate to a separate building behind the main residence.
This was the large meeting room specially set up by the Saint Claude Family.
Pushing open the glass door, he found a scene resembling a bustling trading floor.
Dozens of economic experts and government legal advisors in crisp suits were gathered around several long tables.
The tables were piled high with files on Pennsylvania's energy bills, franchise rights, and federal antitrust laws.
Leo glanced around but didn't see Evelyn.
He walked to a corner, sat in an empty chair, and pulled out his phone to check the time.
While he waited, his thoughts drifted back to the strange matter William had mentioned earlier.
A Feng Shui Master.
In this political arena, tightly wrapped in capital and law, a symbol of Eastern mysticism had suddenly appeared.
It all seemed so out of place.
'Mr. President, what do you make of this?' Leo asked in his mind.
