Kafula.
~Dare Ofegu~
"How long more?"
I asked the Spanish guy with a grim face, thick brown beards, reaching from his temple to cloud his chin. He had a black tux on and a fine pair of black leather shoes. He was 6"2, brown eyes and straight large nose. The only odd, maybe.
"From now, just thirty minutes."
His thick voice complemented the qualities. He seemed to had lived in the UK. If he hadn't, his accent wouldn't had been that polished, swift, and skipping on the letter 't'.
I was impressed by him, but got a little bit distracted, when Samantha walked into the enclosed area of the large office. Large but scanty. Just an office chair, table and a couch to a corner.
She got to and hugged me. A kiss in the lips right in front of the guy. I was taken aback a little bit. Of course I should be.
"Why don't we hangout a bit. You don't really have to work you know."
Sh
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