“We were lucky. The rain had stopped by the time we got here,” Luca answered.
Sam uttered, “Did you have breakfast? I’ll make you something. Come on in and have a seat.”
“Alright. Thank you, Sam,” Luca was quick to reply.
The security team behind Luca said altogether, “Thank you, Sam.”
Abel got dressed into the suit he left in the house the last time and walked downstairs.
He ran into Luca and the other bodyguards who were thanking Sam and elbowing into the house.
“Tell them to grab breakfast in a restaurant. There are nine of you. How much can she cook for all of you?” Abel pulled a long face.
Sam smiled. “It’s okay. I can cook in batches. It won’t take long.”
Left with no excuse to take it out on his security team, Abel gave a nod.
He instructed Luca, “Why are you standing there? Clean up the place and run a business.”
Getting the message from Abel, Luca beckoned his team. “Mop the floor, wipe the tables, arrange the chairs, and make coffee.”
The bodyguards rolled up their sleeves and got down to business.
Thanks to the power in numbers, the café was sparkling clean in no time.
Luca said, “Take a seat and wait to be served. Don’t just stand there. Are you trying to scare the customers?”
The bodyguards obediently sat down in order.
They put their sunglasses on the edge of the table rather uniformly.
Abel took a glance at them. Luca had some success with the bodyguards’ training.
It did not take long before the first batch of breakfast was out of the oven. She brought out three plates on a tray.
Luca immediately went to take the tray from Sam. The first three bodyguards had the honor of having their breakfast before everybody else.
“Thank you, Sam. Thank you, Luca.”
The three bodyguards dug in.
They each got a poached egg too.
The security team ate with great gusto.
Soon the second and third batches of breakfast were out.
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