Caspian
To my relief, I heard the distant honk of the car as Richard drove into the compound. My eyes perked up in anticipation of William's arrival. The car pulled to a halt, and I could hear William's conversation over the phone.
Asher had set the table, and the rich, sumptuous aroma of the dish he had prepared still lingered in the air. William arrived just in time for dinner, as the food was simmering. Asher and I walked out to welcome him inside.
William was an old friend of mine. We had met in Viagra Hills before his affluent parents sent him abroad to pursue his lifelong aspiration of becoming a medical doctor. Our friendship had developed rapidly during our childhood, but it was cut short by his abrupt departure. However, we had reconnected five years ago at a business luncheon
