"What is she doing?"

Leroy was seated at a table. There were twelve men seated at the table with him. He was the centre of attention.

"So when did you plan on telling us?"

One of the men started. Each of the men was dressed in a rare but expensive attire. Their aura and dresses further canvassed how rich they must be.

"You didn't plan on keeping this away from us forever, did you?"

"Oh, come on. Leroy is not so dumb. He wouldn't have thought of that. He wouldn't take us for a fool, would he now?"

Some of the men carried on with the argument for a while. Leroy didn't utter a word. At least not yet. It was as though he was trying to link the thoughts and think his way through so he wouldn't have to go back trying to fix what he had said.

"Don't be quiet now, Leroy. You do know how busy we are. Let's be quick about it."

The men were starting to get impatient. Leroy was wasting their time. That was enough to get them pissed off.

"Did you send someone to spy on him?"

Leroy started. His eyes had squinted in
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