Congressman Hills
Leo, his eyes burning with determination, refused to allow anyone to belittle him. He stood tall, his gaze fixed on the retreating figures of Mr. White and Mr. Hess, silently swearing to make them acknowledge his worth. The cold wind ruffled his perfectly tailored suit, accentuating his commanding presence.
A plump man dressed in a sleek black tuxedo approached Leo, his steps confident despite the slight waddle in his walk. It was Congressman Hills, a familiar face that Leo had come across in his clandestine dealings. Leo quickly recognized him and swiftly replaced the dissatisfaction on his face with a polite smile, extending his hand for a firm shake.
"Congressman Hills. I didn't expect to meet you here." Leo remarked, his voice laced with a mix of surprise and feigned pleasure.