When she saw the building, she was amazed. Sousa was patiently waiting at the door of the building, smoking a cigarette while looking at his f*******: account.
- Mr Sousa? - Saphira asks fearfully.
- Miss Green? – Sousa says, looking her up and down. Christopher really had excellent taste. She was without a doubt one of the prettiest girls he had seen recently.
- Yes it's me. I come to see the apartment. But in this place, I don't think I'll make it...
- See the apartment first. After, we'll talk about numbers. You may be surprised.
Saphira was doubtful, but followed Sousa to the elevator.
When he opens the apartment door, Saphira is delighted. This was more than she could dream of. His old Texas apartment, which she had rented after having to sell her parents' house, could fit in th
