— Did you find anything? — Bryan asks Adam, they had just entered the office.
— Yes, it's nothing concrete, but it's enough for us to know where to start. — Says Adam, opening the notebook and typing some passwords, where he opened a folder with some files. — I found his account abroad, it seems he's been depositing a lot, and the amounts are high.
— Son of a b***h. — Brian murmurs.
— They are taking advantage of your state to make transfers easier. — says Adam.
— Okay, let them go on thinking I'm helpless, that'll be an advantage. — Bryan says.
— Okay, sir. — says Adam.
— Don't call me sir, Adam, we're not company, and you're my friend. — Bryan says. — I feel like an old man when you call me that.
— But you're old. — says Adam playfully.
— I'm twenty-seven years old, only
