Chapter 17
It’s fine. I just got home. It will take me a while to prepare our dinner. See you soon.
Then Pablo alighted from the car and headed into the house. After switching the oven on, he ran into his bedroom to change into comfortable clothes before making his way back into the kitchen and donning the apron. He pulled out the chicken thighs, which had been marinating in his own homemade sauce, and a bunch of vegetables from inside the refrigerator. He baked the chicken thighs inside the oven before cutting the vegetables to make some salad. He even had ample time to grab the oranges from the refrigerator and squeezed them all so he and Keenan would have fresh orange juice along with the meal. He had just brought the bowl of salad and the jug of orange juice out into the backyard and placed them on the table, which was around ten feet away from the swimming pool, when he heard the knocking sound from the direction of the front door.