Zeki was surprised when Nazaron suddenly entered his office. A deep frown was etched on his fair-skinned face, and it was clear he was in a bad mood. Zeki put down the documents he was reading on the table and stood up from where he had been sitting in the swivel chair, then greeted his friend.
"You want coffee?" He offered.
He just smirked. "No, don't bother."
"What happened to you? Is there a problem?" He asked.
He tutted. "I wouldn't have a problem if your brother got his act together," he stated.
His brows scrunched in the center. "What? Why, what really happened? Whatever it is, let's talk about it later. We're still meeting, right?" He checked his watch. "It's already nine. The meeting is at 10. It's just an hour away. Let's go to H-Precision together," he suggested.
They were
