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Present Day…

The Terion Center was a 45-story modernist office skyscraper located in downtown Houston designed by a French architect and completed in 1986. It was the second tallest building in Houston, second tallest in the state of Texas and since its completion; the Terion Center had become a major Houston icon. Its major tenants consisted of financial, economic and litigation firm, giant fast food chain, a publishing company, an international bank and the list went on.

Its founder Terion Kennard was one of the most respected citizens of the city and was known to be a shrewd businessman yet a person with a big heart. A portion of his wealth went to the less fortunate but the rest undoubtedly belonged to his only child, Christina Isabelle Hairston Kennard.   

“Mr. Stevens you know that you are not gonna get a better deal than the one that I’m offering to you, you know that, don’t you?”

It was past nine in the morning and Tina was sitting on her plush executive office chair, her eyes was staring at the Houston skyline while on the phone talking to Samuel Stevens, one of the owners of The Detroit Chronicle.

“Ms. Kennard I believe that our newspaper if not as big then it’s bigger than The New York Times, The Washington Post and Chicago Tribune. We have a significant number in circulation and still growing so I don’t think that what your offering is competitive than what I have been hearing around and besides what does a law firm owner like you know about owning newspaper?”

Tina laughed at the insult “I can’t believe that you just compared The Detroit Chronicle to those newspapers, it’s not even in the same league and quite frankly I don’t see that much of a difference between a law firm and newspaper, for me it’s all business. You want to sell and I want to buy”

The person on the other line scoffed “Ms. Kennard everyone says that you’re a beautiful woman and I totally agree but inside that gorgeous skin if yours is really rotten, do you know that?”

The blonde could clearly hear the displeased in the man’s voice, but she was so used to dealing with people like Samuel Stevens that hearing him say a bad thing about her was practically nothing.