CHAPTER FORTY-TWOSEBASTIAN A young maid sashayed over to me and dropped a glass of wine in front of me, she quickly withdrew and stood by the side, making her presence unknown. Facing Marco with a smile on my face, I picked up the glass of wine and sipped on it. I wasn't afraid that he would put something inside, Marco was much smarter man. He watched me, a twinkle in his eyes. As soon as I had arrived in Asheville, he sent someone to me, demanding to see me. I wasn't surprised at this at all, this was Marco's turf. It would be strange if he didn't know I was here. "I had no idea you were coming to Asheville. If you had told me, I would have arranged accomodations for you and Sophia. There's no need to live at a hotel when you're here," Marco said, good naturedly. A serene look rested on his face, and he picked up a cup of tea and sipped on it. Marco looked very relaxed, and perhaps, if I didn't know him, and if I hadn't spend a great portion of my life dealing with this man,
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