Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Mr. Brooks walked towards his favorite table and sat down, thanks to his disguise, they wouldn't be able to recognize him. The only way they might recognize him might be through his voice. But he doesn't plan on speaking to them, and he doesn't foresee any situations that would make them speak to him or vice versa.

He made up his mind to eavesdrop on their conversation, no matter how low their tone was, he was determined to hear what they had to say. A female waitress walked towards him, dressed in a white plain shirt and black trousers.

"Good afternoon sir, what would you love to have?"

"Brown coffee with milk," he replied with a smile gazing into her eyes while she smiled back at him, before walking away. Mr. Brooks brought out his phone, pretending to be surfing through the net. He was only taking time to wait for his coffee and trying to get his ears to get acquainted with the different voices.

(A few minutes later)

The lady returned with a cup of coffee on a tray, sh