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"No, but I appreciate you asking. Thank you for your time today; I'll be sure to contact you if I have any concerns. I look forward to this coming Friday. Goodbye, Mr. Payne."
Sebastian said his goodbye before hanging up his phone. God is he tired of kissing ass. Anymore, that seems like the only thing his job is about. Just for once, Sebastian would like to sit in comfortable silence with someone, without feeling the need to participate in tasteless banter.
He checked his watch and dialed Elias's number after seeing that it was time for his baby brother to get up.
Elias picked up after several rings and growled into the phone. "I'm awake, okay. Jesus!"The phone crackled as Elias moved around, probably putting his clothes on. "Why do you always have to be so punctual Seb? It's fucking annoying."
Ignoring his brother's comments completely Sebastian said, "The Steeley's have agreed to come to Spain with us. They will meet us on Friday at our jet."His finger moved to hit the off button, when he decided to add something else. "And don't forget to be at the office in twenty minutes. We will discuss details there." He hung up the phone before his brother could respond.
~ That Friday ~
Sebastian pursed his lips as he looked at the business magazine he had picked up this morning. In big fat bold letters it read, "Steeley Inc. comes out on top again!"
The business income scores from the past six months have been released and Steeley Inc. is still in first. Right underneath them in second place was Payne Industries with a considerably lower income score. It made Sebastian's blood boil. Something must be done about this, he thought.
His thoughts were interrupted by his brother's entrance onto the jet. Sebastian adjusted his reading glasses as Elias stormed over to take a look at the magazine. At the sight of the scores, his brother muttered a series of curses.
"That's bullshit! I can't believe we're that far behind, we've been working our asses off!"
Sebastian cleared his throat and spoke up, "Apparently, our asses haven't been working hard enough." He tilted his head down and looked up at his brother through his glasses. "We'll have to tell Jerry to double our shipments."
Elias looked at Sebastian incredulously. "Double our shipments. Are you crazy?! That many illegal products going in and out is risky, too risky." Sebastian watched his brother ponder for a moment, it wasn't long however, before he saw the power hungry shark come out.
With fierce determination in his voice, Elias said, "Do it. It's crazy, but it could bring us to the top, where we belong."
Seemingly satisfied, Elias took a seat on the couch where Sebastian was sitting. Sebastian watched as Elias pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Sebastian could barely keep himself from groaning in annoyance. He knew that the Steeley siblings wouldn't appreciate a smoke filled jet as they seemed to dislike Elias's smoking at the dinner last week.
This morning, Sebastian had texted Esmeralda the address to where their jet was held at and he knew that they could arrive at any moment. He just hoped that the lavish jet would distract them from the smoke. The seats of the couch were made out of an expensive black leather with another matching couch sitting directly across from this one. White marble tables were set up around the jet and a bar sat nestled in the corner. The wine selection was much nicer than the one from the dinner since this was a private setup and Sebastian hoped the siblings would appreciate it.
He pulled out his beloved day planner as he waited for their arrival and skimmed through the dates and times, it always helped him relax.