Chapter 65: New Home! [Bonus]
The small café smelled of freshly brewed coffee, buttery pastries, and just a hint of caramelized sugar, but Creed barely noticed.
His focus was locked onto his phone screen, his lips twitching with a mixture of anticipation and impatience as he scanned the café for his contact.
A deal like this was very important for him, and he didn’t have time to waste, especially not with a five-year death countdown looming over his head.
Then, through the low hum of conversations and the clinking of cups, a voice came through his phone.
"I see you, sir! I’m the one wearing the blue jacket and pink tie."
Creed’s eyes flickered up. Sure enough, there he was.
A chubby but surprisingly tall man sat at a corner booth, one hand casually waving while the other held a phone to his ear.
He had round cheeks, a friendly expression, and a tie that was so obnoxiously pink it could be seen from space.
The contrast between his confident presence and his ridiculous fashion choices was honestly impressive.
Creed ended the call and walked over, sliding into the seat across from the man. They exchanged a firm handshake, and the man grinned.
"Good to finally meet you in person," the agent said smoothly. "I’m Hugo, the representative for the apartment complex you’re interested in. Shall we get right to it?"