From Cairo to Rome [daylightfadings]
I had been in Cairo for almost six months now. Things had started to go sour there almost a year ago, as it usually did from time to time within the various Wolfram and Hart offices. However, I did have to admit that it had been the most interesting six months I’ve experienced in quite some time, but not as interesting as the time I spent in Tokyo. Very interesting times in deed.
Still, Cairo was a real treat for me. It was the Mecca of Egypt. And as the largest city in the Middle East and Africa, it lied at the centre of all routes leading to, and from the three continents: Asia, Africa and Europe. So the strategical placement of our branch, in the middle of this very metropolitan district was very beneficial to us. And for me, personally, it was always a pleasure to help reconstruct one of our many branches from the ground up. One of our main goals was to be practically in every major metropolitan city across the globe. And with the Cairo branch we almost there. Now if we could only wedge ourselves onto the rest of the world, then we’d be in real business, not that we weren’t already.
Besides, it was venture that was bound to benefit everyone in one form or another... as it was always the case. Every time a new Wolfram and Hart branch emerged, it opened its doors to a world of opportunities. And who wouldn't want to be working for the most powerful firm this dimension or any other had? Yes... we did own the souls of ninety percent of our employees, but what major company didn’t in one form or another? If there were, then they were probably very few and far between. Still, there were those 'lucky' few, employees that is, who knew how to work their way around the system, but we were working on correcting that.
As I signed the last contract before leaving, I smiled. From the looks of things, everything seemed to be running quite smoothly now. The Cairo Branch was already having much success with its current multi-million dollar clients. A very powerful family of necromancers. And very powerful political leader who also had very close ties with the United Nations.
I looked up and smiled at the woman who stood in front of me, patiently waiting for me to sign all the documents she had brought in just a few minutes ago. "Make sure Semerkhet gets this as soon as he comes in," I said signing on the very last page of the last contract.
"And give him my apologies for leaving in such a hurry. I would've loved to discuss his thoughts on what happened in Los Angeles, but I guess that will be a conversation that will have to wait." She nodded and took the paperwork from me, smiling back. "I'll be in touch."
As she left the office, I adjusted my tie and pulled out my cell phone and began dialing the all too familiar number. "Marcus Hamilton here. Yes, send the limo and have the jet ready, I'd like to leave for Rome in thirty minutes... earlier if possible." After their confirmation I hung up the phone and began making my way out. As I reached the lobby two of my assistants were already waiting for me with all the briefing materials on for the Rome branch. The limo ride was a quiet one, as I read though everything briefly, skimming through the small stuff and facts that were simply common knowledge.
"We're here Mr. Hamilton," The driver called out and moments later the door was opened by one of my assistants. "The Jet is fueled and ready Mr. Hamilton... you'll make it to Rome in no time."
"Good." I said as we made our way to the jet.
I leafed through a few more pages and then put everything back in the file as I boarded the jet. From the looks of things, every thing was about to get quite interesting. And I liked interesting.
Still, Cairo was a real treat for me. It was the Mecca of Egypt. And as the largest city in the Middle East and Africa, it lied at the centre of all routes leading to, and from the three continents: Asia, Africa and Europe. So the strategical placement of our branch, in the middle of this very metropolitan district was very beneficial to us. And for me, personally, it was always a pleasure to help reconstruct one of our many branches from the ground up. One of our main goals was to be practically in every major metropolitan city across the globe. And with the Cairo branch we almost there. Now if we could only wedge ourselves onto the rest of the world, then we’d be in real business, not that we weren’t already.
Besides, it was venture that was bound to benefit everyone in one form or another... as it was always the case. Every time a new Wolfram and Hart branch emerged, it opened its doors to a world of opportunities. And who wouldn't want to be working for the most powerful firm this dimension or any other had? Yes... we did own the souls of ninety percent of our employees, but what major company didn’t in one form or another? If there were, then they were probably very few and far between. Still, there were those 'lucky' few, employees that is, who knew how to work their way around the system, but we were working on correcting that.
As I signed the last contract before leaving, I smiled. From the looks of things, everything seemed to be running quite smoothly now. The Cairo Branch was already having much success with its current multi-million dollar clients. A very powerful family of necromancers. And very powerful political leader who also had very close ties with the United Nations.
I looked up and smiled at the woman who stood in front of me, patiently waiting for me to sign all the documents she had brought in just a few minutes ago. "Make sure Semerkhet gets this as soon as he comes in," I said signing on the very last page of the last contract.
"And give him my apologies for leaving in such a hurry. I would've loved to discuss his thoughts on what happened in Los Angeles, but I guess that will be a conversation that will have to wait." She nodded and took the paperwork from me, smiling back. "I'll be in touch."
As she left the office, I adjusted my tie and pulled out my cell phone and began dialing the all too familiar number. "Marcus Hamilton here. Yes, send the limo and have the jet ready, I'd like to leave for Rome in thirty minutes... earlier if possible." After their confirmation I hung up the phone and began making my way out. As I reached the lobby two of my assistants were already waiting for me with all the briefing materials on for the Rome branch. The limo ride was a quiet one, as I read though everything briefly, skimming through the small stuff and facts that were simply common knowledge.
"We're here Mr. Hamilton," The driver called out and moments later the door was opened by one of my assistants. "The Jet is fueled and ready Mr. Hamilton... you'll make it to Rome in no time."
"Good." I said as we made our way to the jet.
I leafed through a few more pages and then put everything back in the file as I boarded the jet. From the looks of things, every thing was about to get quite interesting. And I liked interesting.