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THE next day, I entered the office anxiously. Joaquin's words last night are still bothering me. I'm afraid that he might suddenly appear in the apartment later. So I hesitated whether to go home or not after work. I looked at my wristwatch. It was still too early in the morning for Sir Lucas to arrive. I intended to go to the office early because I was afraid that Joaquin might come back again. I took advantage of the half hour left before I started my work. I put both of my arms on the table and immediately buried my face in it so that I could easily fall asleep. It seems that I slept well because I didn't even notice Sir Lucas's arrival. As I woke up, my eyes widened when I saw that he was sitting now in his swivel chair. I crossed my arms and pretended to be looking at my computer.