Jojo finished reviewing proposals on a skyscraper bid when Roger poked his head. He palmed his phone and debated what to text Adam. Jojo wasn’t sure if Adam was still upset with him about what happened the other night.
Tony, his father’s driver, appeared at his door. “You’re being asked to go up to the tenth floor.”
Jojo scrunched his eyes. Normally his father would buzz him on the phone. His father hadn’t been the same since he returned from D.C., skipping Madrid and heading home. Jojo had been surprised that his father returned several days early.
“Okay.” Jojo walked toward the stairs. It didn’t take him long to arrive on the top floor of the Arias building. The tenth floor contained only conference rooms and his father’s office. His father’s office door was open. Jojo knocked more as
