Outside the windows, the bright sun shone on the small plaza of the Spanish town, the population along with the tourists taking advantage of the good weather by getting out and about. Inside of the building was a different story. Ethan sits at the head of long oak table, what seems to be an eternal frown etched on his face. His advisors shift nervously in their seats. They know that their boss has no great love for children, never mind his own heir. Reminding him that he needs one is dangerous territory. "Dismissed until next time, gentlemen." They swiftly gather their stuff and hurry out, only breathing a sigh of relief once the door closes behind them. Ethan lets out his own sigh, turning his chair to face the glittering sea not to far away, his hands knotted behind his head.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, he emerges into the sun light. His sun glasses keep the change of light from bothering his eyes. He looks around as he starts heading for his car in order to go back to the villa. The woman sitting on the edge of the plaza's fountain catches his eye.