Delivery of Fate
“Oh, Silvia, be a dear and bring tea and cakes; thank you.”
When Steven and Yonda entered, Kevin had his back to the duo, looking out the large window overlooking the city like a magistrate overlooking the kingdom. They could only tell he was middle-aged with little silver in his hair and well-built.
“I would like to establish a comuni-ca with the CEO of Elon Trust, sir,” Steven said, standing before the desk with his granddaughter beside him and Sylvia sitting on the couch about to enjoy the show that’s about to take place.
Kevin, not looking in their direction, only nodded but stayed silent.
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