Henry pushed open the door with Lyn following behind him. The room had a large window that shined light into its tanned interior. There was a long brown board room table. At the table were six men. One In particular stood out to Lyn. It was a skinny man with a bald head and tanned skin. He wore a set of black aviators inside and his brown suit with brown tie stuck out like a sore thumb. He had a thick moustache but no beard and a large cigar made its home on the corner of his mouth. "Evening gentlemen!" Henry greeted as he showed off his pistol. "Ah shit." Said the sunglass worn man. "Lance! So good to see you!" Henry exclaimed as he walked over to him. "Lyn, mind closing the door real quick? Please?"