Zeno smiled. “He’s right under our noses.”

As he spoke, he approached Harvey and bowed in a ninety degree angle. “Mr. York. It’s been a long time since we last met each other in Niumhi!”

“The chief has instructed yesterday that I must personally hand over the contract to you.”

“This resort will be your property as long as you sign the contract.”

Crack!

Zeno spoke lightly, but in Luke’s ears, Zeno’s words were equivalent to thunder striking on a sunny day.

At the same time, Luke felt he was