Chapter 61: Seeing the truth.

“André, please sit down.” Thomas offered him one of the office chairs. He had arranged with the man to come in later because he wouldn’t have made it for ten. Surprisingly, he had accommodated Thomas without any demands. For some reason, the man wasn’t his boisterous self today. The scar on his face looked painful, and wondering what had happened he shifted his focus to the man himself. “Can I offer you any refreshments?” he asked when the silence continued between them.

André nodded. “Coffee would be fine.”

Thomas asked his assistant to organize it and sat back waiting for him to carry on.

He stared at some remote place in his office, distant, unsure, even uncomfortable.