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I was awakened by the warm sun rays streaming through my window and onto my face. I groggily covered my eyes with my hand, remembering too late that I had forgotten to close the curtains the night before. As my bedroom faces east, it's not uncommon for the sunrise to rouse me from slumber - a phenomenon I've grown to love.
I got out of bed and began my morning routine, starting with a quick shower and dressing in cream-colored casual pants and a mint-green satin shirt. I added a wristwatch and sneakers to complete my outfit, then spent a few extra minutes carefully braiding my long hair, which falls all the way down to my waist.
After getting ready, I headed straight to the kitchen and had a breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast with a cup of coffee. Although coffee isn't my favorite, I tolerate it.
My true love is chai, which evokes a sense of connection to my Indian roots. It's been years since I left India, and I've only been back twice, once with my uncle seven years ago, and then again secretly for a business deal. It was during that first trip that I discovered the delight of chai, and I was hooked. Since returning from India, I've requested that my chef prepare chai for me instead of coffee every morning, and it's become a beloved ritual.
I quickly finished my breakfast, keeping an eye on the time, and headed to the office. The drive was quiet and brief. Upon arriving, I parked in my usual spot and made my way to my cabin, exchanging greetings with colleagues along the way. As soon as I entered, my secretary Marko informed me about the evening's meeting, briefing me on the essential details before leaving my office. The day passed routinely, and soon it was time for the meeting.
I arrived at the designated location, a cafeteria, which the other party had chosen to avoid drawing attention.
As I was about to enter, I spotted Jarek, waiting for me. He caught my eye and waved, and I returned the gesture.
"Is everything set?" I asked, scanning the area with my eyes. As I did, I spotted a few of our men strategically positioned around the cafeteria.
"Yeah," he replied, handing me a Bluetooth earpiece.
"We don't want to spook him, just a precaution for our safety. No one will take any action unless things go sideways. Am I clear?" I asked, double-checking with everyone.
"Yes, ma'am!" I heard whispered through my earpiece.
We both nodded and entered the cafeteria, which was relatively empty. I scanned the room and spotted the man sitting in the farthest corner. We made our way over to him and sat down opposite him at the table.
