Chapter 72: Henry Nosrevi II

Around three quarters of an hour later, we finished all our food on the table.

Jamie picks up the glass and takes a few sips of the sunset margaritas. While I follow too, except for the level of my liquid never goes down.

I bet Jamie finds it weird somehow, he keeps looking at my glass.

Trying to divert his attention, I suddenly start a topic.

“Thank you for this wonderful lunch, I had the most palatable Mexican food.”

Listening to my words, Jamie puts down his glass.

“Thank you so much for being here on such short notice, Mr. Nosrevi.” he says, “You don’t know h