"Suit yourself," Albert said as he drank a cup of coffee that he had made before Nick had arrived.
Nick just looked at one of the windows.
He felt horrible.
'But I have to do it.'
'I did the right thing.'
Nick turned to look at Albert.
'He must be sacrificed for the good of the city.'
Albert hadn't talked to Nick in years, but he could tell that something was up with him.
Albert noticed that Nick seemed absentminded almost all of the time and that he looked in seemingly random directions without any purpose.
There was also the fact that Nick said nearly nothing.
Lastly, Nick probably wasn't just here to casually chat.
Albert could see that Nick was deeply troubled by something.
