<div align="center">(http://photos.mandarinoriental.com/is/image/MandarinOriental/london-restaurant-private-dining-room-3?$DetailBannerHeight$)</div><br/>The restaurant known as Giorgio's has always had a reputation of being one of the best places to dine in the heart of the city.  Even in the early days, it had been known as a hot spot for some of the rich and famous.  Everyone from celebrities to politicians, from drug kingpins and mafia bosses have entered it's famed doors and dined upon the rich courses of fine Italian cuisine.<br/><br/>But on one particular day, it's become a meeting point for a select few, reached out by a mysterious individual, with need of their specialized skills and expertise in fields that are not quite legal.<br/><br/>A private back dining room awaits the special party by invitation only.  One only needs to tell the hostess at the door you're there for the<strong>Hess Party</strong>before being led to the private room in the back. The waiters all knew the score, are had been paid off handsomely not to talk to anyone else about what they overheard.<br/><br/>An open bar sits, containing a variety of spirits and refreshments.  Upon another table sits a variety of sandwiches, salads, and other various appetizer to sate any and all hunger while waiting for the real show to begin.  It's a cozy little room situated near the back of the restaurant, the sight of many rumored meetings and dealings. Several cloth partitions providing those who arrived with ample privacy.<br/><br/>Ethan had already arrived, wanting of course to make sure that everyone had been prepared adequetly. If he knew professional criminals half as well as he thought he did, they were not the sort to wait around for the one who called the meeting together in the first place to arrive. The old man had connections to most everyone, him or Lori. Now it was just a matter of sitting, sipping down a glass of scotch, and waiting.