I was holding the letter with a slight frown.
"What is it?" Charlotte asked, cocking her head slightly.
Without a word, I handed her the letter. She unfolded it and read through it quickly.
She looked up at me; a playful smirk spread across her face. "Private, intriguing opportunities, hmm?" she teased.
I chuckled. "Yeah, well, I'm not sure if I should call. First of all, it could be a scam or an illegal gathering. I need to research them first. And even if it's a legal gathering, I don't think they'd appreciate me joining them. I have the FBI on my tail."
Charlotte handed the letter back to me. "I don't know, Jack. Sounds like a tempting offer to me... luxury cruises, rubbing shoulders with the elite..."
I folded the letter back up and placed it on the table. "I'll think about it..."
Before we could say anything more, one of the bodyguards knocked lightly on the door. "Sir, the car is ready to take you to the university."
