Claire took another bite of the sandwich, nearly moaning.
Grave, ang sarap naman nito? Ganito ba ang mga sosyal at mamahaling sandwich? Bakit yung lagi niyang baon ay parang lasang papel?
Teka? When was the last time I ate? probably this morning, before I left the seminar? Tanong niya sa sarili.
Hindi na nakapagtataka kung bakit gutom na gutom siya na halos lamunin niya ng buo ang masarap na sandwich.
"See, gutom ka nga talaga. And the whiskey is as bad as poison pag ininom ng walang laman ang tiyan." Sabi naman ng gwapong kamukha ng amo niya.
"Hays! Y-you’re getting on m-my nerves again, Mr. Clone. And I thought it was n-none of your business?"
"You are my business, Miss Garcia."
His poise unnerved and fascinated Claire at the same time. He was carved like a god but looked vital a
