George
The tension in the room was as thick as a block of ice. My eyes were fixed on the bulgy man seated in front of me. The smoke from his cigarette spread from every proportion of the room. I had thought Eric would be able to handle the situation without the need for me to get involved as he promised me. But when he mentioned that Bernardo was trying to change the figures of the deal, I knew I had to interfere. And here we are sitting across from each other for over five minutes of silence.
"Bernardo," I called finally breaking the silence. The man dropped the cigarette and another was being lit up for him. "The great George." He ushered back.
"Before we dive into the main reason why I'm seated here before you, why don't we go back to the day we signed the deal? What were your wor
