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the doorman, pushing the food on the cart. They stopped and waited for him to finish his conversation. He nodded a couple times, asked questions, took notes, looked at his watch, exhaled loudly, ran his hand in his hair, closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and hung up.
    “Hello,” Jennifer said, wincing. “It’s not going better, is it?”
    “It’s not,” he said, shaking his head. “Kenichi is still impossible to reach, that’s unbelievable. What the hell is he doing? I can only talk to his secretary or to his lawyers. It’s like he doesn’t care or doesn’t exist anymore.”
    Jennifer thought about what Enzo had told her about him. “Maybe he’s not who you think he is.”
    “He’s not honest, I’ve made a mistake. I know you’ve tried to warn me in Thailand but... things are different over there. We can’t always draw conclusions too fast.”
    “You were obsessed with your own idea, Bruce. You wanted to make Cliff Hansen pay for the death of your father and you overlooked the obvious. You were ready to do things I couldn’t imagine you doing. Now you can see things clearly again. Maybe it’s not too late...”
    “I don’t know about that. Look at these people,” he said, pointing his finger at the forty employees around the table. “They’re working their asses off to get me out of this hole and so far, I haven’t heard one single piece of good news. Nothing.”
    Jennifer kept silent and pinched her lips. She wanted to speak her mind but was afraid to sound rude or patronizing. However, the seriousness of the situation didn’t allow Bruce to be weak or sensitive, and Jennifer finally decided to say what she had to say.
    “Bruce, how did you let that happen? I don’t understand,” she said.
    “I don’t know what to say, Jen,” Bruce said as he sighed. He looked truly helpless and sorry. “I’ve spent a fair amount of time with Kenichi when he was in New York. God damn it, I was absolutely sure that he was a man I could trust. The way he talked about his business, his vision, his attitude, everything was so attractive. He looked so much like me that I couldn’t ignore him. He was commanding my attention, he was that good.”
    “I’m not blaming you, Bruce. I’m just trying to understand why you did business with him in the first place.”
    “I think I did something I’ve always said I wouldn’t do: I’ve let my emotions take control of me. I’ve been sucked into his world, his projects, his lifestyle. I was impressed, Jen. I can tell you, that’s extremely rare. It’s not an easy thing to do. I have nearly everything I want but this man, Kenichi, he did impress me. Can you imagine?”
    “He’s a very good con artist...”
    “I don’t know what he is, but right now, he’s not acting like a partner and this isn’t normal,” Bruce said as he looked at his watch again. “Excuse me, but I have a video call to make with Tokyo in two minutes.”
    “Sure. What should we do with the food?” She said flashing her thumb at the doorman, waiting next to her.
    “Oh yeah, sorry. Mike, can you help Jennifer with this please? Ask for plates, forks and knives, glasses, everything. Make sure they have all they need. I’ll be back.”
    Bruce stood up and turned around. He left the room and disappeared behind a glass door. Jennifer finally figured why he was still dressed up with so much care: he had people to talk to all over the world via video conference. Poor him, she thought.
    She waited for Mike to come back with a microwave and four women. Jennifer helped them to heat and distribute her food. She wasn’t hungry yet and simply watched everybody mindlessly devour their dishes. She had mixed feelings about what she saw. Of course, she was happy to see that nobody complained about her food but it didn’t mean it really tasted good. Maybe they were simply too busy to really care about that. Therefore, she was disappointed and upset at the same time. Maybe she had expected way