Early the next morning, Damon Hawke went to the hotel's buffet restaurant for breakfast.
He sat by the window sipping coffee, eating and watching the news.
A surprised and delighted female voice sounded in his ear, "Tom?"
Damon Hawke looked up and saw Evelyn Miles standing gracefully in front of him, holding a plate of food.
"Samantha? What are you doing here?"
Damon Hawke asked in surprise.
"My former mentor knew I was back in the country and introduced me to a business performance event, so I came over last night."
Evelyn Miles sat opposite Damon Hawke and asked with a bright smile, "And you, Tom? Why are you here?"
"I'm here to handle some business matters."
Damon Hawke replied indifferently.
"What a coincidence then."
Evelyn Miles took a sip of milk, her eyes bright and clear.
Damon Hawke made no comment, glanced at the time on his phone, and made a call.
At this time, the three people he cared about most should have finished breakfast and be ready to go to school.
