I head back into the house after finishing my rounds and find myself entering my office.
Tomorrow night for dinner. Is there a reason behind that? Is he trying to look good so that I would assume that he is a nice guy who has changed his ways? Does he think that being in an enclosed space will give me less of an advantage is getting away if something happens? I heard that the new restaurant only accepts reservations because of how good the food tastes, so is he trying to be subtle and show that he has connections in high places as well?
While deep in my thoughts, I run into a stack of books that must have been left behind Sunday. I felt a slight sprain in my ankle when I heard a loud crashing sound come from the kitchen.
Ah... my bad Isaac...
