Matthew Grim props his feet up on a small portable table and leans back in his folding chair, balancing it on its back legs as he takes a sip of coffee, waiting for his guests to arrive.
The Shasta Dockmaster informed him that the GreenthInc. has already been locked down; its crew processed and they should be entering the receiving area at any moment.
He hates to admit it, and probably won't, but he's nervous and has no idea how he'll be greeted by his godsons.
That's not entirely true...Jaoquin he can handle. Matt knows how he thinks, but Nivek? Nivek he's never actually met before and is an unknown variable.
The most logical course of action is to hope for the best and expect the worst.