THE ONLY HEIR

chapter 34

The man walked past my table and went to the table just beside mine.

He was following me and he was doing a bad job at hiding it. For one, he looked at me with the corner of his eyes and if I caught him watching me, he would turn around frantically or just look past me and then start watching me again.

If I made sudden movements, like dropping my cup down on my table, he would follow my hand. I didn't even know when I had finished my glass of whiskey. Although I felt as sober as hell, I needed to be vigilant.

The man started to look impatient, as if he couldn't wait any longer as if any moment from now, he could walk over to me and shoot me down.

If he wanted to do it, then fine, but I would beat him at his job.

I scanned him, he was big, he had this muscular build that body builders had and he carried his arms like they were too heavy, he wore a leather jacket and it was open, it revealed a black top inside, he wore faded jeans that looked too tight for his size.

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