Chapter 67
Colton set down his teacup.
"Pleased to meet you."
It was just like him, that clear pronunciation. The polite yet intimidating tone always stuck in your ears. His calm, charismatic voice never wavered.
Even when a bomb went off right in front of him, that refined voice never shook.
But not "It's nice to meet you for the first time" or "It's been a while," just "Pleased to meet you."
The message was clear. While Poden greeted him in a voice full of tension, I observed Colton. He was amazingly good at hiding his true feelings, so I couldn't tell exactly what kind of greeting Poden had just received.
But I could clearly see the attitude I needed to take at this table.
Colton remembered me.
But he wouldn't act like we knew each other here.