Damon
The flight to Cuba was a rather a quiet one, nobody said anything to anyone, mostly because they're afraid to get on my nerves. Let's just say my temper has been a lot edgy and they all very well know that hence the reason why everybody is walking on egg shell around me.
"When did you last speak to Espinoza?" I asked Alejandro whilst looking out the window. The clouds looks very peaceful but I wouldn't mind throwing Klaus out of this damn window. "I need to confirm from him that he still has eyes on them."
"I spoke with him thirty minutes ago before we took off, he confirmed that Klaus is still in his hotel room." Dropping his iPad on his laps, he picked up his champagne glass. "I've always loved flying, but I don't know what's going on anymore, it feels as if my balls are shrink
