"What are you doing here?" Mike was confused as to why the two men had gotten into their house.
Taking a step over to his desk, a deep sigh went out of his mouth. Mike picked up a small rectangular case inside the wooden cabinet. From there he took a sphere-shaped container that contains tobacco inside.
He turned over and glanced over to the two men sitting in front of his swivel chair.
It looks like they were only twenty years old. The two men were wearing gray suits, with their hair properly styled on one side. The posture and how the two men moved were very formal, to begin with. That brought trepidation to Mike.
Mike was deeply in confusion. What do they need from him? It has already been a few years since he last met those people from Quirenne.
Although the two men were surprised by Mike's chaotic appearance, they did not show it. It was not their problem in the first place. They were here for a much bigger reason.
