Ryan's POV
Far from home, Ryan was in another country.
He was attending a meeting with some of the most powerful people in the world.
It was awful. He would much rather have swam in piranha infested waters while bleeding, that was how bad it was.
Most people often equated power with intelligence in Ryan's experience that was seldom the case. Some of the dumbest people he knew were also the richest and most powerful.
It never ceased to boggle his mind.
So far there had been several very inappropriate jokes made about women, poor people, and children. One of the members in attendance had said his own name wrong, and Ryan was certain that the old man across from him had just farted.
By the time that they all decided it was time to take a break from negotiations for a little while.
Ryan had been fighting back the edge to start throwing what he could at most of the occupants of the room for over an hour.
