There was just too much paper and we probably needed a few trips to transport it all out even if we had a trolley. Ace began looking through the folders as if he was looking for something in particular.
“Are you looking for something?” I asked with the hope that I could help him search for whatever it was that he was looking for.
“No need. I’ve already found it,” he said as he took a folder out of the cabinet.
I watched curiously as he opened the folder and began flipping through the pages of a document. From where I was standing, I couldn’t see very clearly what he was looking at. It did surprise me that Ace seemed to care about this past work now all of a sudden when he showed no interest in it before. Someone had told him that his old works were all disposed of and he seemed fine about it.
“Let’s go. I already got what I came here for,” he told me casually.
“That’s it? I mean, you’re not going to take the rest of it with you?” I asked in slight confusion.
