C31 CHAPTER 31

Raphael sat down looking relaxed as he watched the coming and going and coming of his den, only the tell-tale sign of his hands clenching his tumbler gave away his impatience, his signature cigars, which was very expensive and made only for him to the envy of the people around him, he doesn’t smoke but he liked the scent of his cigar.

“A perfectly good waste of cigar, if you ask me”