Chapter 18: Mathew (1)
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The following week he met with his old friend at a coffee shop in the more luxurious distinct. It was a bit far away but it was a very nice and quiet place to be at. And at that time of the day, there weren’t many people there either…
“So~ What did you want to talk to me about?” Mathew asked as he leaned to sip on his macchiato. He was a tall man, about a head above Owen. With dark brown and rather curly hair, he had a welcoming and rather relaxing aura that surrounded him.
“I’m on a job at the moment… It’s a bit different than the ones I usually take.” Owen admitted, he had a rather uncomfortable expression on his face as if he wasn’t completely sure whether he should share this or not, but it was a bit too late for him to be questioning his actions at this
