By the time Leo got to the hotel, the police had dispersed the crowd the previous day. Unlike the budding crowd that Leo saw on TV previously, it was calm and quiet currently at the Swiss hotel. As if nothing like a riot had ever happened.
‘Mr Golak, good to see you. You were MIA for the last two days or so,’ Daniel, the chauffeur assigned to Leo, the one that Leo never allowed to drive him, said with a smile on his face.
‘Daniel,’ Leo bellowed with a smile. ‘I needed a break from seeing your face every passing day,’ he replied with humour.
‘Oh come on sir,’ Daniel replied with a scoff and smile. ‘My face is ever friendly and wishing the best to you. Maybe you meant to say that you are tired of seeing President Arnold’s face,’ Daniel replied. Leo laughed whole-heartedly while he toss
