"What are you talking about?"
Drake couldn't seat. Though he had tamed his curiosity until he entered into his room and was followed by Mr Hao. He didn't want a third ear eavesdropping.
Mr Hao was standing before him. Drake was waiting for the man to take back what he had just said or better still explain. He wasn't sure which he wanted the most.
"Mr Hao..."
He called again. Mr Hao seemed collected. He hadn't seen the man wear that kinda reaction or look nervous.
"Are you going to keep me hanging? Won't you tell me what is going on?"
He took a pause for a short while.
"What were you talking about? What did you mean by what you said at that door?"
Drake knew that there was no point repeating the same question over and over again. But he didn't think he would stop rebranding the questions until he hears the man speak.
