Julio was not totally amazed that the man had indeed made it. Hell, he was a cop trying to investigate something and something whispered in his ears that this was just another routine to try and get the truth.
He smiled at Andrew. It was not indepth, just enough.
"Good thing you're a man of your words, I guess." Andrew said to him.
"We don't have time. You wanted to see me. Well, I am here. What is it?" Julio demanded.
"You're a busy man, I can see that but I might have to trouble you for a while. Popcorn?" Andrew asked him.
"Now. Let's get this over with." Julio retorted.
"Very well then, follow me." Andrew said as he led the way.
They found their seat in the almost empty theatre. A team of opera singers were already there rehearsing.
"You know, I like to see them rehearsing. That raw moment from the imperfection is something." Andrew said.
"I see. But..." Julio started.
He did not have the luxry of time on his side.
