Harry had been expecting as much and opened the first file. He presented it to Suarez, who passed it to his client. She read it, in its entirety before shaking her head.
They repeated this process with the second and third offers. Harry had known this would happen. He'd looked up Thokozani Musa and found nothing on her, not a traffic violation or complaint.
"Sorry, I'm late. Just getting out of court," Rick Verne walked through the doors as if there was no rush in the world. His eyes were on Thoko.
"Just in time Rick; we've declined your offers. Can we offer you tea or coffee?" José asked politely. Rick's eyes narrowed as he looked at José.
"I would love an espresso, thanks." Seconds later a barista appeared and took orders then went to work on the counter before the granite wall.
Rick chuckled. "Convenient. If I may ask why is your client so adamant to see us in court?" Again he looked directly at Thoko.
