As the evening cast its dusky gown and the air became fresh and restful, the time of calm reflection had arrived. It had been a month since the gathering incident, and the underworld had never been this peaceful. After a series of rainy and cloudy days, finally, the sun fulfilled its duty to participate in the awakening of the weekend. It was as if the weather also celebrated the bliss.
"Deliver these documents to each address first thing in the morning tomorrow. Make sure you identify the receivers and have them sign," Marvel told me, passing a small stack of brown envelopes to me.
A moment ago, I was called by my boss when the orange glow that accompanied the dark to veil the earth had been replaced with the artificial lights in the office room of the Yerevan household. It was another hectic week and it felt like time flew so fast because of that.
"Yes, Sir."
