Harold walked up to the building and went straight to the manager’s office, the door no was slightly open.
Inside, the director sat behind his large desk, while Leo was already there, seated on one of the two chairs facing him. The other chair was empty, as if it was waiting for Harold.
Harold stepped in and cleared his throat softly. The director noticed him first and quickly stood to his feet, smiling.
“Mr. Blackwood,” he greeted, reaching out his hand.
Then Harold walked forward, with his steps being calm and steady. He shook the manager’s hand firmly, turned his eyes to Leo and gave him a smile that carried something hidden.
“It seems Lira isn’t here yet,” he said smoothly, glancing at his wristwatch. “We need to wait for her.”
His eyes shifted back to Leo, and this time a devil
