C7 A lot of Hope

Greg's POV

After a few hours of sitting on the same chair that I have visited so frequently in the past two years, in Mafele’s office, my body is going numb. I stand up and decide to take a glass of water, walking to the water dispenser located on the right side of the doorway, but before a switch on the machine, Mafele walks in.

His face saying it all, black patches under his eyes