MIGUEL'S GUEST HOUSE
Miguel still in bed as his phone buzzed.
BUZZ!
“Cole, what’s the update?” Miguel asked, his voice was sharp.
“Sir,” Cole replied, his tone steady, “the materials have been delivered to the site. It looks like they’re ready to start building any day now.”
Miguel clenched his jaw. “Not on my watch. I’m going to ruin everything," he said.
“I can get some men ready,” Cole suggested, his voice was professional. “We’ll destroy every one of those materials.”
As the conversation was going on, Elizabeth, who had been passing by Miguel’s door, paused. She overheard snippets of the discussion, her curiosity piqued. Without hesitation, she knocked softly and stepped inside.
“Miguel,” she called, her tone questioning.
Miguel glanced up briefly. “Don’t worry about that, Co
