Benedict
As Benedict settled into the backseat of his Benz with Andrew, they both marveled at the coincidence of their meeting, surprised to see each other after 19 years.
Benedict instructed his driver to take them to Gina’s a bar close by his office but he had never been to before. It wasn’t up to the high end standards of 5 star hotel bars he was used to. He only agreed to Gina’s because Andrew had insisted they go there.
“I can’t believe it’s really you,” Andrew said, shaking his head in disbelief. “Who would have thought we’d end up in the same place again?”
Benedict laughed, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. “I know! It’s wild. We were inseparable as kids, and then… poof! Gone.”
“Yeah,” Andrew added, leaning back in his seat. “After you moved, we just lost touch. Life took us
