CHAPTER TWENTY SIX: I WANT YOU BACK.

“Welcome boss” his assistant greeted as Malcolm sauntered into the office, he had a grim look on his face and everyone around was weary of him. How dare the Portuguese tell him what to do?

“They should be in the conference room in thirty minutes” Malcolm ordered and went into the condo in his office to have a bath.

Thirty minutes later, dressed in a pair of casual buttoned shirt and pants he was seated in front of three Portuguese men and their translator was at the table between them.

“I thought we had an agreement so why the sudden change of plans?” He asked after a while.

“Pensamos que seria melhor ter a reunião hoje, já que viemos à cidade. Lamentamos quaisquer inconvenientes causados” one of the men said and Malcolm had to listen to the translator before he nodded. He could hear a little bit of Portuguese though.

“So what do you badly want to discuss?” He asked again and he could see the three of them make eye contact and one adjusting his suit to talk.

“Nosso chefe decidiu que as