Cafe La Morte

"As I sat there, in the meeting, staring at my notepad, I realised I had written ‘kill Michael Rochard and this could all be over by lunchtime’ on every available piece of paper real estate. It was not looking good. Besides I had no available weapons to kill him with, and I didn’t want to go to jail for it.  Perhaps if I just ignore today it will go away?

Damian hates his boss, his doctor has just told him he’s got an inoperable brain tumour, and he’s about to meet the Devil when all he really wanted was coffee and a sandwich. You might say it’s not his day... or it could be the best day of his life.