Serious Meeting

No way. If I let him inside, he’ll just take Leo away and then... no, fuck no. What about the money? Three million dollars. That's a lot of coffees I don't have to sell.

It's life-changing money I need. I want.

And if this guy is going to take Leo anyway, why not at least try to get the money?

"You cheap, cheap dog," I shake my head with narrowed eyes, crossing my arms, "You want to keep the money you promised. I guess you’re not THAT rich, huh?”

The guy lifts his eyebrows and crosses his arms just like me to lean against my gate, all relaxed and amused.

"So you want the money?" he asks. He must think I'm stupid or something, who wouldn't want it?

"Duh," I let out, "And you want your brother, right? Well, I have him. He's inside my house, either doing my laundry, playing on his new game console or sleeping very peacefully. If you try to get him right now, he'll just grab me and run away as he always does. I mean, if you could just trap and get him, you would've done it alre