Chapter 151

Entering the office, Isaac sat down directly on the crinkled sofa opposite the desk.

Sitting behind his desk, Mateo shot him a look and didn't speak.

His fingers were working on whatever had the keyboard clicking and tapping all over the place. Looked like he was typing something up.

Isaac didn't disturb him. He sat there, legs crossed, lit a cigarette, and waited.

After half an hour or so, Mateo