Damien’s POV-----
“I don’t know..how much I should discuss with them.” Neilson mumbles and just then we hear footsteps outside the room. It was Juliana.
“Sir, here you are! Please enjoy your coffee! Thank you.”
On hearing the sweet female voice, I remove the mask and turn to my left to see, the airhostess serving coffee to my co-passengers. On noticing that I am looking at her, she asks me politely with a professional smile and gentleness, “Anything for you Sir?”
“Yeah, one apple juice please.” I reply and shortly she hands me over an apple juice.
Sipping my juice I start digging my memory again.
I think in my mind, about our last journey to New York with Neil during the last vacation we spent together. In the airport, I and Neil went for a beer when we had a small status check.
