Chapter Forty-Four: Insane Limits 

Thane’s POV

“Mr. Smith?”

He walks through the door, with Ava hurrying after him. When Mr. Smith gets in, Ava rushes in front of him and stands beside me.

“Sir, I tried telling him that you’re busy…”

“You should have called me.” I stop her on the spot.

“I didn't get the chance to…”

“A phone call would still be faster than your feet.” I frown at her act. It's sort of embarrassing. “You may leave.” I don't scold her much because she's also doing her job.

Mr. Smith takes his seat in his usual position. He's in a casual black polo and jean shorts, and it's obvious that he isn't here for business as usual.

“I'm sorry about that.” I try to diminish the effect of Ava’s silly act.

“It's not a bother.” He waves her off, settling in fully.

“Do you care for anything?” I look around. “Perhaps coffee or liquor? I have the BLAH AND BLAH”

He chuckles. “You got me right there.” He nods vehemently. “You know your liquor, I must say.”