Chapter 11: CEO

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They step into the bustling lobby.

Ariyae: "Whoa!"

An image of a male with black hair, dark grey, shark like features, dark blue swim trunks, black, short sleeved over shirt, white, buttoned shirt, and a black necktie flashes on a nearby screen for a moment.

Rox: "That's Makoh alright."

???: "Excuse me, who are you people?"

The receptionist, an elf, looks at the heroines as they walk over.

Ariyae: "Is your CEO open?"

Receptionist: "No. You need an appointment to even catch a glimpse of him."

Cale: "Wh-When's your earliest slot? We need to tell him something important."

Receptionist: "One moment..."

She scrolls through her computer.

Receptionist: "You've lucked out. Tomorrow at 3:30 sharp."

Ariyae: "Set us up."

She clicks her mouse.

Receptionist: "Don't be late. He's got enough on his hands as is."

Rox: "We won't."

The three exit the building.

However...

A shark like female th silver hair and white skin and a red robe looks at the heroines as they leave from binoculars atop of a parking building.

Shark: "So their next target is Trust..."

She looks at the top of Sky Industries.

Shark: "No matter. My men will take care of them while I take Trust for Lord Lazarus."

She pockets the binoculars.

Shark: "Then I'll make Leyious look like the scum he was."

She walk away...

Meanwhile...

Rox: "You're lucky I had enough money for a night."

The heroines are heading into a hotel to stay for a night.

Ariyae: "(awkwardly I didn't get my allowance before I left."

Cale: "It'll only be for a night and then we'll give Makoh the message, then we're going back out."

Rox pockets their room key.

Rox: "Maybe Makoh could hit us with some of that fortune he seems to have under his belt."

They start heading for their room.

Cale: "He has never worn a belt..."

Ariyae: "Nice one."

Meanwhile...

Makoh sits in a black office chair while looking outside through large, glass windows.

Makoh: "(sighing) These days just get more and more boring every second."

It's currently 2:19 p.m.

Makoh: "I need to retire."

Makoh walks up to the window.

Makoh: "I haven't talked to anyone for ages..."

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