“But I couldn’t just stand by when she was in such a miserable state.”
“Good for you. As long as you understand your position.” Hannah nodded her approval and said nothing more.
Upstairs, in a spacious room…
Bryson sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed in front of him, his fingers tented on his lap. All around him, conversation flowed, but he wasn’t the least bit interested in them.
ALL of a sudden, the door flew open, Merlin was wheeled inside by a man in a suit.
All the discussions halted upon his attendance.
“Mr. Garza!”
Everyone had risen to their feet to greet Merlin. Everyone, that was, except Bryson.
Merlin gave them a gracious smile, then gestured at the man behind him to stop pushing his wheelchair.
“Please take your seats, gentlemen. Don’t worry, I’m not that strict.”
He turned to Bryson and said, “Hello, Mr. Mitchell. This is our first meeting, correct? To see you once in person is certainly better than hearing about you a hundred times.”
Bryson stared him dead in the eye before refuting his words.
“This is not our first meeting. We ran into each other in one of the races, though you were quite comfortable and secure as you watched everything in a separate room.”
Merlin didn’t even flinch at being exposed.
“Ah, you were also participating? Miss Moore displayed such a fine performance then.”
Bryson didn’t even bother to reply to that one.
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Merlin nodded at the other men, silently telling them to take their leave.
As soon as the door clicked shut, he leaned forward and peered at Bryson.
“We are both smart people, Mr. Mitchell, but I don’t mind laying things out for you if that’s what you want. It’s always the same thing. People tend to think that they are the apex predator in the landscape, regardless of the prey.”
Merlin sat back and spread his hands, smiling at Bryson.
“I, for one, don’t consider myself the apex predator. But I don’t see myself as a prey, either. Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Mitchell?”
“I’m not fond of beating around the bush,” Bryson said wryly.
“If you have something to say, then just say it outright.”
Merlin picked up the documents on his lap and placed them on the table in front of Bryson.