Chapter 47

"What do you want to talk to me about, Humberto?" I had a list of suggestions playing in my head like the symphonic beats of a DJ(Deejay) mix, in a shindig setting. But I wasn't sure about which of them was as important to be discussed over breakfast—moreso, with me.

We were slowly strutting to the 'Aroma Restaurant' on the ground floor, where I intended getting my morning cuisine. Several floors of the hotel Magnífico housed numerous restaurants, even the floor where my suite—actually the suite of the actual Gustavo Rodríguez, sat. Why I chose to take the pains and board a lift to the ground floor, does not befit reason. Well, it's my decision anyway, so don't judge me readers.