Chapter 164

Carl, Luther, and Garrit are on edge, waiting for the Junta’s reply. It’s been over half an hour, and there has been nothing.

“Maybe they are not interested,” says Luther.

“Or maybe,” says Garrit, “they just need some time to come to a decision. We are not exactly friends. Are we?”

Carl likes Garrit’s reasoning better, maybe because he himself wants to believe that. Then, suddenly, they notice smoke in the middle of the room. A golf ball-sized ball of smoke just hangs in mid-air, then a crumpled-up paper falls to the floor, and the smoke vanishes.

“It’s them,” Luther exclaims.

Carl grabs the paper off the floor. His hands shake a little as he opens it. It says, “We are ready to meet.”

There is also a mobile number.

“Yes!” says Luther, who had read the message from the other side.

Carl immediately takes out his phone and dials the number.

*

Tasha has been sitting under the tree with Anastasia for about two hours now, or at least that’s what it feels like to her. She hasn’t checked the