The Taste of Power 2

Jason Cross strode into the sleek, glass-panelled building of Reno Ventures with the air of a man who owned the place. He didn't, of course — not yet — but that was a minor technicality. He would soon. Something told him it was inevitable. 

All he had to do was put Samantha in his back pocket… Until that moment, he would have to keep working, making sure this machine became something more than it was right now. 

Adjusting his tie, his sharp features betrayed a faint smirk, as if every step forward was another piece of his elaborate game falling into place. Today was another crucial move, and as always, he would play it perfectly.