Ethan’s pov
The café he picked was way out of the city, a little spot by the coast, hidden in the hills. It was the last place you would expect to find Larry Havelock, a man who basically ran half the country.
When I got there, it was quiet, almost peaceful. Warm light came from inside, and soft music was playing. My hands were shaking as I opened the door. He was already there, sitting by the window, looking totally calm in his suit, with perfect posture as usual.
“Ethan”, he said when I came closer.
His voice was smooth, and even kind.
“To tell you the truth, I didn’t believe you would show”.
I sat down across from him. Yeah right, like he had given me a choice.
“You know I would”.
He grinned “Okay fine, I knew you would. You're so predictable when it comes to your sister”.
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