Chapter 21"I feel like am in those Global TV shows." Andre says looking through his binoculars.
"As a detective or a criminal?" I ask and stare outside.
"Both." He turns to face me.
"What dirt did you find on Mr. Marcelo?" I ask.
"None, just imagine. He is a clean Slate, no criminal record not even for drunk driving or a parking ticket."
"Too good to be true." I turn again to stare outside.
I can feel his stare as I gaze the Emerson Hotel. A large banner is suspended above it written; Varsity Congress and workshop. It is going to be a one week workshop and I wonder if this is one of the reasons Mr. Marcelo wanted we meet here.
"What do you think he's going to ask me to steal?" I ask Andre.
"I don't know but money is what I would bid on."
I look down at my attire, the short, tight
