Trey took his rightful seat at the head of the table.  A few of the others had already arrived, mostly tech hotshots and other youngsters.  Sizemore was not among them.  Trey had been one of the principle investors in Midas, and he had invested billions with the company, but he never spent a second longer than he had to in The City.  He hated computers, but he knew a good pitch when he heard it, and Augustus had delivered.  Which made his absence now all the more galling.
“The Coward didn’t even show up to his own resignation,” he grumbled.