Except for the steady humming of the engine and the sound of his own breath, silence enveloped the small confines of his car as they left the mansion.
Even his friend, who sat in the passenger's side, hardly made a noise, probably sensing that he didn't want to be disturbed.
Once he entered the private parking lot of his establishment, he finally spoke. "What is so important, Jacob, that you had to drag me away from my family?"
Usually, he didn't mind this late-night rendezvous since it was a welcome distraction. Being busy helped him forget the ghost of his past even for a brief moment.
But tonight, he felt different. In truth, he was suddenly annoyed by the interruption. But he could not do anything about it.
As they said, heavy was the head that wears the crown.
"It's about Sophia." Jacob unfastened his seatbelt, pulled his phone from his breast pocket, and opened a file.
