The low hum of idle chatter buzzed around the space, punctuated by the click of heels and murmurs of negotiations. All the noise faded into a low drone the moment the salesman stepped in front of Jason with everyone turning towards them.
Something was happening over there! The man at the front looked stern, unwelcoming, and accompanied by two more men whose stiff posture screamed trouble.
Jason stood there, looking at the man, and waiting, watching him in interest. He did hear what the man had said, but he just wanted to hear it from him once again… And so he had to ask. "I'm sorry could you say that again?"
Jason stood tall, his sharp navy suit flawlessly tailored, the faint smirk on his lips a silent challenge. Yet beneath that calm demeanour, his instincts pricked at the air… something was off. It was so obvious. Especially after the grin he had seen from that woman from his past.