Arrange A Meeting

With a sense of urgency, Sapphira reached for her phone, her fingers flying across the screen as she dialed a series of numbers with practiced precision. Each call was a calculated move, a step closer to her ultimate goal of securing a meeting with Larry Conrad and turning the tide of their fortunes in her favor.

"Hello?" came the voice on the other end of the line, crisp and professional.

"Samantha, it's Sapphira," Sapphira said, her voice low and urgent. "I need you to do me a favor. I need to arrange a meeting with Larry Conrad as soon as possible. Can you make it happen?"

There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of typing as Samantha quickly checked her schedule. "I can certainly try," she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But you know how busy Mr. Conrad can be. It might not be easy to get him to agree to a meeting on such short notice."

Sapphira's jaw clenched with frustration, but she refused to be deterred. "I don't care how busy he is,"