He waited in the outer office of Julian Stark, President and Chief Executive Officer of Magic City Steel, the largest employer in Birmingham. Billie Jean Greenleaf, the blond receptionist, eyed him warily; she was not accustomed to black men taking seats in her room. She had to admit he was an imposing sight when he entered; black as darkest ebony with snow white hair and a thin white mustache that added a touch of dash. In spite of herself, Billie Jean had the feeling she was in the presence of royalty. She remembered that Mr. Stark had called him Count.