VOLUME TWO: SHUDDER
The General slammed his fist on the table, the noise reverberating through the large room. "This is completely unacceptable."
The Developer rested his elbows on the table, one lanky arm bending as he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers. He let out a long sigh before leaning back in his chair, tossing his shaggy, unkempt hair back in an awkward motion. He waited for the grumbling to subside before he spoke - as the youngest billionaire on the planet, he'd grown used to having a captive audience.