Chapter 20: Whoever Controls the Gateway Controls the Future!

It was 9:50, ten minutes before the appointed time. River Lyson walked over and opened the door. Autumn Yale stood outside in a black business suit, her hair tied back with meticulous neatness. She carried a briefcase in her left hand and a bag of Starbucks in her right. "Boss, an iced Americano." River took the coffee and headed toward the living room. Autumn followed him inside, went straight to the coffee table, and opened her briefcase. One by one, she laid out the documents inside. "The...