Nicklaus sat in the five-star restaurant having lunch in a private room, his face straight and aloof as usual. His guards were situated outside, not letting anyone go in.
Suddenly, he heard a fuss outside and then a feminine voice; after a few minutes, the door creaked open and Dan stepped in;
''Boss… '' Nicklaus lifted his eyes to him, creasing his brows. ''The president's daughter is here, she says she won't leave until she is given an audience. ''
Nicklaus paused, ''let her in. ''
Dan was surprised but he nodded quickly; ''Yes, Boss. ''
Claire was surprised when the door was pushed open for her to go in; she had not expected Nicklaus to agree to her request. It felt strange, but then she walked in.
Her eyes fell on the man by the window side, the sun radiating off his face; his exquisite features defined as he ate as though no-one had walked in.
What a meal!
