19 THE TENSION

“Why are you here Mr. Bishop? And you’re bringing your colleagues with you?” Crater raised his brow while checking his companions.

The night is still early but Crater does not like visitors during the evening and he’s about to eat his dinner in the dining hall of the black and gold interior, seating with his wife Piper in a long table of black marble and gold edges filled with a sumptuous meal.

“Do you have good news for me?” Crater said, making the group feeling tense and edgy.

Mr. Bishop cleared his throat and about to say something when he is interrupted by Crater “Don’t bother to speak. My dinner is getting cold and your mind showed me enough. Please be seated Mr. Bishop, Mr. And Mrs. Willard, and Mr. Foster, share the dinner with us” he said while flashing a smirk.

The group was seated in the elegant black and gold chair, served by imaginary servants.

And they completed their dinner with gusto and ease.