"Sir Gerald, you have a visitor waiting outside." His assistant told him as he ran on his treadmill inside his private gym in his house.
"What?" He asked again, lowering the volume of his headset to a minimum to better hear the message. Then, he slowed down the speed of the machine to a jog and gradually down to a walk.
"Sir, you have a visitor." He repeated, pointing in the direction of the living room.
Learning who it was, he instructed his assistant to attend to his guest while he took a quick shower and changed. He was done with his routine anyway, and he was due to an appointment in an hour.
He made his way to his room using the other exit, leading him to the kitchen and backway to his room upstairs. He had designed his house like a labyrinth with many passageways and secret rooms.
