he nodded “ You could say that . ” he didn’t want too drop his families history onto his lap “ My father invested in the top robotics company in this town mostly here for a meeting I have tomorrow then flying too Japan the next day ”
“Slate.” He waits for the bartender to finish making Cerberus’s drink, satisfied only when the glass is placed on the bar in front of the other. “You from around here?”
Turning his head, he finds his new company and flashes a lazy grin. “Tell ’em what you want.” He tips his chin toward the bartender, signaling him over.