The Watchtower.

About an hour later, Damien was sitting in the adorned chair in the meeting hall. It was time for the meeting.

There were distinguished men settled at the table with him. The men looked quite excited to see him. He, on the other hand, was worried about a number of things.

ONLY IF I HAD THE MAP, ONLY IF I DO.

He couldn't help but ponder this over and over again.

"If you will, Mr Kevin. We will start the meeting now." A man said, leaning forward to the mic.

Damien nodded at the man. He looked at each corner of the table. There was a generous number of men present. But he wasn't interested in counting them.

"Forgive us for not asking about your experience while coming to the island. I know that you are a wealthy man who loves to travel a lot. You must have seen a lot of things, yet it would be lovely to know what your experience was." The man said, smiling at Damien.

Looking at as many faces as he could, Damien could tell that the men were pleased with him. They were acting like d
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