6:15pm, Subway station
In the sea of people moving to and fro, Raphael sat quietly on the long bench, perfectly disguised with a hoodie.
He glanced at his time numerous times with a light frown before someone sat next to him.
He glanced at her and scoffed. "You invite someone for a meeting and you turn up late? Seriously?"
Queenie didn't turn to look at him, instead, she dipped her hand into the bag which she hung across her body and took out a file.
She placed it on the space between them and the man slowly reached for it. When he read the first piece of the document, he looked up worriedly.
He opened his mouth several times like he wanted to say something but closed it each and every time. Queenie didn't need to look at him to know he was in a dilemma.
Unlike him who looked flustered, the way she sat suggested she was a nonchalant girlfriend who was breaking up with her fiance.
"How did you get this?" He finally asked and Queenie chuckled.
"Sometimes you ask questions like a
