The atmosphere is uneasy and it seems that this only fuels Thomas's creepy smile. There is a spark of madness in his eyes that makes me just as uneasy as it makes everyone else. The restaurant seems to be overfilling with people and everyone inside seems to be nothing but a prisoner right now.
The only one seemingly calm is Gabriel, who leans in his seat as he lights his cigar and takes a long breath out of it, before exhaling slowly, eyeing Thomas with an icy sterness and calmness only he was capable of.
A shiver rushes down my spine when Gabriel gestures towards the bunch of papers in front of me.
"I think you received your copy." the man speaks calmly, green eyes pinned on Thomas.
"I did, I did." Thomas agrees as he raises a hand and waits patiently.
I hear footsteps and I watch as
