Andrew smirked.
It was getting on Ace's nerves, "Boss from when can I start?"
Zain stood up and dragged his chair in front of Andrew and sat on it once again.
Something in his eyes changed after listening to the recorder.
His wounds and scars were ripped open. His green eyes swirled with evil emotion and he looked like the grim reaper of death ready to such the soul at the moment. Rolling up his sleeves some more, Zain signalled Ace to open the toolbox, "Mr Stephano Rosselini is our esteemed guest. I should attend him personally."
Then, he turned to Andrew"So Andrew or Ross or Stephano, you indeed are a man with many names. So now tell me, you are ready to answer to save our time or want to have some fun?"
