Chapter 27

• "Can't I accompany you?" asked Victor as he returned the file he had been studying for a moment to the table where they were discussing. "This is not an easy thing to handle. Sezhya Harbor is quite a hassle for someone who has never been there."
• Damian sat in his plush chair. Leaning back with his arms folded in front of his chest, but his body no longer looked relaxed. His eyes are narrowed, full of sharp judgment, looking at Victor with a cold and dissatisfied expression. His lips thinned, his facial lines tense, as if every muscle on his face showed restrained impatience. His right hand then moved slowly, tapping the surface of the table with his fingertips, the rhythm of his tapping slow but steady-like an unspoken warning.
• "You underestimate me?"