Handcuffed
(Continuation of Chapter Thirty-Six)
Tan didn’t remove his eyes from Marco since the time he approached the bar counter to order a drink and even when he went to the two seater table he occupied. He sighed when the police started pouring alcohol into two glasses served by the waiter slash bartender a while ago.
He wanted to refuse the guy’s offer to ride in his car but aside from the fact he left his car in the Crisostomo mansion when he was taken by the police a while ago, he also want to hear directly from the police’s mouth what is his real intention for getting close to his wife.
They were in The Hub, Marco chose the place which made him wonder. The table they occupied when they came in was for two and in the corner. It was Tuesday and the bar was almost empty.