C39 Trade

My palms are sweating and I keep on fidgeting on my seat. My heart is pounding non stop. I scanned the room and heaved a sigh.

Everything's normal, nothing's wrong. Everyone is fine, minding their own business. I pursed my lips and gazed on Denard, who's busy typing on his phone.

Halos isang oras na ang makalipas ng umalis ang magkapatid na Montevero. Kung walang tumawag sa cellphone nito