Chapter twenty-one

This answer alone was enough for Saliou to get into a tizzy and start throwing everything he could get his hands on in all directions. He just wanted to vent his anger at what certainly seemed to be a confirmed obstacle to his plan.

_ What's wrong? What went wrong? Who? Who dared to interfere with my plans? Who dared? he asked as much as to himself than to Amy.

_ Do you want to know, Saliou? She then interjected, asking him.

_ Of course, I do, if I say so. And you know it.

_ If so, I think you'd be pleased to know that it was none other than...

_ What who? (Turning around, now that she had his full attention)