Noah hated doing damage control, mostly because he didn't mind damage. But his boss' cousin had to behave like a drunken ass, and he was sent, of course, to pick up the pieces. He made his way down the hall, locating the correct suite. He knocked swiftly on the heavy wooden door.

He had an inkling that whomever was on the other side had no idea what was said over the phone. But it was easy money, and more importantly, an easy way for Noah to prove his loyalty. That made it a worthwhile endeavor.