An hour after Fredrick's meeting ended, Cabrera was sitting in front of the Sentinel.
"Another loan?!" Kogar was astounded.
"You spent it all in a single year?"
Cabrera waved his hands, uninterested in addressing the Sentinel's questions. After all, any person with ears or eyes would've heard of the buildings they were constructing.
Most likely, he was just trying to get Cabrera talking, spilling useful information.
"Because of your advisor, we have many mouths to feed. To do that, we'll need this much"
Cabrera pushed a small scroll to him.
Kogar unfolded it. All that was written was a string of numbers.
Reading it, he tilted, giving Cabrera an incredulous look.
"What is this supposed to be exactly?"
"What do you think? That's how much we want loaned"
"You must be joking" Kogar turned stern.
"Not in the least"
"What could you possibly need such amounts for?"
"I beg your pardon, but our aims are not your concerns"
Kogar's vein popped.
"I see you've grown arrogant"
