Chapter 100: Courtesy First, Force Second

In the garden outside the residential complex, Reginald Lyson stood in the dark and lit a cigarette. "What is it?" he asked. A moment later, Red Feather stepped out of the shadows and stopped in front of him. "Sovereign, we just got word. Pearl Pictures is hosting a gala the day after tomorrow." "A gala? What kind of gala?" "Pearl Pictures hasn't had a smooth run lately. Their stock has taken a hit. And after Miss Norrell's entire management team got wiped out, the share price hit limit-down...