chapter twelve
Author: Quin Ari
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Chapter twelve.

Sanito rushed into the café, slightly out of breath.

“Sorry for coming late,” he said, extending his hand toward Jack.

Jack smiled as he shook it, then pushed back his chair to stand.

Sanito raised his brow.

“You’re leaving already?”

Jack gave a short chuckle. “I’ve got an emergency.”

“Come on, man,” Sanito protested, shaking his head. “I just got here. At least give me ten minutes.”

Jack glanced at his watch, then sighed. “Sorry, I really have to go. I’ll see you another time.”

Sanito exhaled, shrugged, and finally nodded.

Jack bid Sanito farewell and stepped outside. For the briefest second, his eyes caught a woman in dark sunglasses watching him.

He frowned but shook it off, hailing a cab and heading home. When he arrived, surprise flickered across his face, a sleek black GLE was parked right in front of his house. Jack smirked, curious. He wasn’t expecting anyone.

A young man stepped out of the car and walked toward him.

“You must be Mr. Jack,” the man said.

Jack
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