#Chapter175
Ghost From the Past
So, why was he searching for us? Or he was just canny and a skillful bastard in hiding his emotions?
/"It calms my nerves. It makes me think sharply./"
He then gestured to the statue man. The man walked to the liquor table, grabbing an old whiskey bottle with two glasses.
/"Leave us,/" he ordered and signaled his fingers.
The statue guy walked out without delay. Francois then poured us to our glasses and stood up to offer to me.
I took it from him. /"A Double Eagle Very Rare. You have quite a taste. Thank you./"
/"I collect good liquor, son. In fact, I just bought a fifty-year-old Whiskey in the auction last week./" Son my bloody arse. /"Let’s talk about why we are here today. I didn’t usually come here more often. This city is too loud for my taste. I prefer a serene environment, fresh air, but your proposal caught my attention./"
