(Penny’s POV)
“You know, James, I did not pay you for your unnecessary theatrics, so get to the point already, and be fast about it.” My voice echoed through my huge, minimalistic, yet elegant office as I settled in my chair, a perfect eyebrow raised to go with it. The impatience in my tone could be sensed from miles away, but somehow it seemed that the oblivious man had still not caught on.
It took him a while to snap back to the present, and when he finally did, he straightened himself, adjusted his glasses, and gave me an apologetic nod. “I apologize, Ms. Williams, I’ll get right into it then.” He started, “But I should warn you that this is sensitive, confidential information, and you have to be very careful with how you use it. Enzo Tarantino has taken serious steps to hide this, an
