Thread of a common interest
"The solution to the water problem..." Mathew muttered, repeating Marcus' words.
Then, a playful smile played on his lips.
"There is none."
It was as if the thunder struck the room. For a short moment, not a single person dared to make a sound inside. And then, everyone started shouting all at the same time.
"What the hell do you mean by that?!" Marcus screamed out, slamming his fists against the table.
For a moment, he stared at Mathew with a hateful look in his eyes. And yet, despite the level of rage he displayed, he calmed himself down.
"No, now I see," he muttered. "It was only a ploy to take my time and attention somewhere else..." he whispered to himself.
Marcus' eyes opened up wide. He then turned his head to the nearest officer to his right.