Excerpt of Chapter One - Not All There is to See
Will Banister had an excellent view of the sea of people swirling around him. Over six feet tall he stood above the whirlpools of humanity. With a small sad smile, he could feel the isolation as it washed by him. So many people and still so many entangled in the grip of loneliness. Will was one of them. Friends and business associates he had, but no one with whom he could connect with and share his life.
He thought his private thoughts as he walked toward a bench in the financial district’s Battery Park. He could see the grassy area from his office in the Grace & Company building. The nearly constant inclement weather made eating lunch in the park something to be longed for and savored.
It had taken him twenty years, but Will had worked his way from the mailroom to the boardroom. Now, Grace was an international management firm that profited handsomely under his leadership. He had come far, but never so far he could forget his modest beginnings.
Will lived in the same apartment building in the same neighborhood since he was first promoted to department manager. He owned that building now and many of the buildings on his street. He neither needed or wanted the trappings of wealth. Home is what matters.
Will walked down the wide sidewalk separating large patches of manicured lawn. With a broad smile, he acknowledged a woman ten years his junior sitting on the park bench twenty yards ahead. He was thinking of the last few weeks of lunches they had shared on the bench, and the thoughts were warm and welcome.
A striking woman with long blond hair and eyes the color of aged cognac stepped into his path. She was nearly as tall as Will with slender arms and shapely legs. Elegant was the only word most people applied to her. Repugnant was the word that sprung to Will's mind now.
"Hello William," she said with a silky-smooth voice with a brittle edge. "Remember me?"