The Return Of Franklin Miles

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE

For his next move, a meeting was fixed the following day to address the issue at hand. Franklin was already sitting at the head of the long table in the hotel’s private conference room, his fingers drumming softly against the polished wood. This was one of the most important meetings Mr. Hughes had arranged for him—a chance to address the men leading the boycott against the Empire State Hotel. They were angry, and rightfully so, but Franklin has promised to set the record straight.

The door opened, and six men filed in. Peter Grant, the most outspoken of the group, took the seat directly across from Franklin. Beside him were Tom Reaves, Marcus Dole, Eric Summers, Benjamin Carter, and Richard Vaughn. Their expressions were a mixture of suspicion and barely concealed frustration.

Peter leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “Alright, Franklin’s, we’re here. What’s this all about? Another excuse to dodge the blame for what your hotel’s been doing?”

Franklin stayed calm, his voice steady