C33 Chapter 33

Max called Lennox again. Lennox was lounging on a swing chair just by the window. Watching the streets below. Hester had promised to stop by and he halfed hoped she wouldn't since he'd given a thousand excuses but she wouldn't hae none. He preferred his solitude. The few times he spent alone, not working were valuable to him.

"Max, man. Good morning".

"Ah,. Lennox. How are you mon ?"

Max asked