Chapter 32
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 a courtesy than any requirement he did so.
“Come in, Jojo.” Don Antonio didn’t look up from the stack of papers he was reading until Jojo took his seat. The large oak desk stained from coffee and cigar stains. “When were you going to tell me about this million dollar error involving Yamaguchi?”