Seven Seals of Aghbha (closed for Haremfaery)
Donovan Crause sat behind a huge mahogany desk, some people said that he had this huge desk and office built inside of a twenty story office building to compensate for something. Truth be told he rarely left the building, he had a house, or rather a mansion to go to, but he rarely did. He frowned as he studied the statements that was laid out in front of him, from the looks of things he should really start to think of moving the Arbu assets, the current holding facility was not up to the usual standards anymore and the interest was getting below rediculous. He pushed his intercom,
"Miss Sanders, get me Mr Johnson of Johnson and Jeffson please, get him to set up a meeting as soon as possible."
After getting the confirmation, he depressed the button and ran the estimated figures through a program one of his IT personnel have written for him. He sighed and rested his hand on his eyes. Things did not look good at all, well perhaps if he could get this deal secured with Mr Johnson things may look on the up and up again. True he had family funds, but he felt it best to work for his money and not depend on his family name.