The next morning, while Emyr was donning his black polo, his cellphone rang.
"Good morning, Dr. Sergio!"
"Good morning, sir! Er, is Monville still interested on the job?"
"Yes! I'll fetch Monville. We'll be with you in ten minutes," Emyr informed the older man enthusiastically. He finished his grooming in two minutes flat.
Emyr found Monville walking with Lucy. He was wearing a different costume. He looked like a little soldier in uniform with a black beret to hide the horns. His back had a telltale hump, where the red gem had laid securely.
"Hi, Monville!"
"Hi, Emyr!" Monville clapped his small hands.
"Lucy, please, excuse us. Monville and I are going somewhere." Emyr carried the little person in his arms. "You're getting heavy! Have you had your breakfast?"
"Yes! Mom Lucy ga
