Lance wanted to do his work and I left his office. Anthony actually asked me to meet him in the mall, but he
texted me an hour ago.
I didn‘t know that if Anthony Smith was still in the mall or not. But I hope to see him again.
The instinct told me that Anthony Smith isn‘t some normal neighbour. He
was Lance Mason‘s neighbour in Denmark. And now that we were in California, he was still his neighbour.
I knew Lance Mason will have his men guarding outside of this mall, but not inside of the mall.
So, I was not afraid that Lance Mason would know I met Anthony Smith
here.
I walked around in the mall and I couldn‘t seem to find where Anthony Smith was.
I pulled out my phone and texted him.
Tasked: Where are you? I am out here, come now.
Anthony Smith replied: I thought you said that you couldn‘t come out?
Treplied: Just come and meet me. I don‘t have much time.
Lance Mason wouldn‘t let me out for too long. He will come and find me after two hours.
Lance Mason didn‘t like me being social with any other man. If he finds out that I met another man here, wouldn‘t be able to sleep tonight, but then, he might ask for my permission again? Hmm.
Anthony Smith asked me to go up
to the 3rd floor and meet him at a café that is near the elevator.
When I reached the café, I saw that he was already sitting inside the café.
He waved his hand at me and said, “It is difficult to meet you, you know?”
“How do you know that I like latte? You know me well.” I said, acting like! was being casual.
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