In my entire working years, I have not for once met a businessman like Douglas. A businessman who abandons his business for the sake of pleasure. This made me ponder as I sat on my bed with my fingers on my laptop keyboard.
Should I really classify Douglas Castle as a businessman? If I do, will I get results that will work on his kind of personality?
I kept contemplating but after several minutes, I couldn't point to any tangible points. I was wasting my sleeping time on a man who must be sleeping or perhaps enjoying himself in a notable fun joint anywhere in Las Vegas.
Another loud knock on my door got me barking in annoyance at the intruder. I was so sure Carter had returned to drain the rest of my energy.
"What do you want now?"
I asked and even the frustration in my voice sounded over the top to my ears. This wasn't what I expected from this trip.
