Kir Tech
“Yes, to Paris… Charles de Gaulle airport as usual. We need to head there next Sunday. I’ll let you know about the time. It should be in the evening… Thank you. Take care.” Dana ended the conversation with one of Cattleya’s private pilot. She was done arranging all of the Paris meetings and now that the big portion of the work was completed, she just felt relaxed.
She stretched her arms above her head and then noticed a pink sticky note, on the floor near her heel. She picked it up, reading it and then gasped. Oh God. How could she have forgotten about that!
She hassled to the CEO’s office, knocked once on the glass door and walked inside, “Cattleya, I… I'm sorry! I forgot about Mr. Sorren, your family attorney! You asked me to call him but it… completely slipped from my mind.
