My words were simply too hurtful!
However, the words spoken were like spilled water. They were impossible to take back. I could only find ways to salvage the situation. However, this was not the time to salvage the situation. I could only wait until after I found Munchkin.
There was a cafe next to the hotel, so I made an appointment with Mason to meet there.
I sat by the window, and if Mason’s eyes were working, he should be able to see me when he walked toward the cafe.
When he came in, Theo was beside him. Obviously, they had both spoken on the phone after I left.
Looking at the two remarkable men, I ensured that the expression on my face looked as minimally grim as possible. "Can I talk to you alone, Mason?"
Mason immediately looked at Theo, whose cool gaze fell on my face. After staring at me for two seconds, he said nothing and went to sit at a distance.
Mason and I sat facing each other. The waiter came u p to ask us what we wanted to order. Mason made the decision for me by ordering two cups of coffee and a plate of dessert.
After the waiter left, Mason fell silent for a moment before looking at me and saying, "I'm really sorry about Munchkin."
I cast my eyes down at the clean table and said after a very long time, "I don’t accept your apology."
I could not accept his apology. I trusted him by letting him bring Munchkin to South Vasetine, but he ended u p losing Munchkin. I was already kind enough for not having a fight to the death with him while wielding a knife.
Mason nodded. He opened his mouth slightly to say something but he did not know what to say.
I took a deep breath. "I don't care what you do, Mason, or how many connections you plan to use. But you must find my son or I'll haunt you and the Lynches for the rest of my life."
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