Cortez Corporation is a corporation run by the Cortez Cabal. Cortez Corporation is headquartered in Miami, Florida.
Description
A skyscraper that looked like a monolith of raw iron ore thrust up from the earth, towers of mirrored windows angled to catch the sun and reflect it back in a halo of brilliance. At the base of the building the recessed doors opened to a street-front oasis with wooden benches, bonsai, overhanging ferns, and a circular waterfall ringed with moss-covered stones. Atop the waterfall was a carved granite pair of Cs. Over the double-width glass doors a brass plate proclaimed, with near-humble simplicity, "Cortez Corporation." The building is air-conditioned and soft music plays. There's an observatory on the nineteenth floor that's open to the public. The lobby has a front desk and elevators. One elevator is Private and has a numeric pad. The elevator looks as if it has been carved from ebony. Not a single fingerprint marred the gleaming black walls and silver trim. The floor was black marble veined with white. A door slid open to reveal a computer panel and small screen. The top floor, the executive level, is exquisite; simple and understated, yet every surface, every material, was the best money could buy. In the middle of the foyer, a marble-paneled desk rose, as if erupting from the marble floor. A solid wood door on the left side of the foyer swung open.
A long corridor leads to Hector, William, Carlos, and Lucas' offices. There is no sound coming from piped-in Muzak, no voices, not even the clatter of keyboards. There were no doors along either side. Just a long hallway, branching off in the middle, and ending in a huge set of glass doors. On either side of the midway intersection, there were actually two diagonal corridors off each side, each ending in a glass door. Through each of the four glass doors I could see a reception desk and secretarial staff. Lucas Cortez's office is kept staffed and stocked by Benicio Cortez. At the end of the hall, glass doors leads to a reception area three times as large as the others. The office was manned by a squadron of secretaries and clerks. Benicio's office has a set of double doors. It is simple, understated, and no larger than the office of the average corporate VP. The only remarkable thing about it was the view, made all the more spectacular by the window itself, which was a single pane of glass stretching floor-to-ceiling across the entire wall. The glass was spotless and the lighting in the room had been arranged so it cast no reflection, meaning you saw not a window, but a room that seemed to open right into the bright blue Miami sky. Benicio's desk has pictures of his sons, especially Lucas, and former mistress.