Nathan was waiting in his car outside, a secret meeting place. He parked his car very close to a building not totally completed. He nervously tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his mind racing, unsure of what he might learn. An email he received was unclear but pressing, hinting at important information regarding Scarlett's health and its connection to the West family. Nathan felt a strong urge to drive away, but the hope of getting an answer to it all kept him there.
He stepped out of the car and approached an unmarked door. To his right before he could knock, he saw a man in his late forties already flanged the door open.
"You must be Nathan West," the man said, stepping aside for Nathan to enter into the room as he scan the surrounding to make sure he wasn't followed.
After a moment of hesitation and silence, Nathan nodded. "And you are?"
