10:00 AM, Nodria. Fred's Office.
Fred had just finished a meeting and, pushing open his office door, saw Alonso sprawled on the sofa, playing on his phone.
"Morning," Alonso greeted him, smiling like a perfectly normal, cheerful individual.
Fred ignored him, heading straight for his desk to attend to his work.
"When did you get back from Belodia?"
Fred remained silent.
"I asked your secretary before I came in. He said Saturday morning. So where were you on Saturday night? I went to your place wanting to have a drink, but you weren't home."
Fred still didn't respond.
"Did you find anything on Matthew?"
Fred's eyelids didn't even flicker as he read through the documents in his hands.
"Came back empty-handed? You really didn't need to fly to Belodia yourself and put up with that cra
