CHAPTER TWENTY

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EVERY MEN FOR HIMSELF

The dark haired, shady looking man in his late forties, wearing a black huge fur coat sat on the chair, opposite the Midget, his grey eyes scanning the room with Apexes at every corner.

The Midget slid a golden mug with worm juice inside, towards him. He stared at the mug in fascination, then shifted his eyes inside the worm juice. He frowned shortly.

 “I have to say your letter brings question, after years you not write to me,” the Midget began taking a sip on its drink. “Robert Avecon,”

He cleared his throat, “The world has not been in my favours these years for it has been hard doing anything without prying eyes,” he explained.

“I understand,” the Midget said, its eyes on its drink.

Robert leaned forward. “Now do you Star Midget agree to be part of my men and move to my chambers?”

“Work for men?” moving its eyes up.

Robert's eyes widened at the Midget’s response.

“Of course not, I am your friend I would…”

“Bluffing,” the Midget said with a terrible laughter.

Robert also laughed, his eyes on the Midget, trying hard to read the Midget’s mind. Tenseness lingering the room. “You could have seen your eyeballs ready to pop in my mouth,” the Midget said, finally stopping to laugh.

His words, making Robert to be at unease.

“I guess,” he said forcing out a laughter, taking a sip on the worm juice.

He placed the gold mug back on the table, savor the taste of the worm juice. “What is this beverage called? I must admit it has such a lovely taste, that reminds me of men favorite beverage, beer,”

“Oh really? Guess we are not that different, men and creature,” the Midget said, it’s predator eye on Robert.

“What is it name?”

“Worm juice, made from the fattest and juiciest worms one could ever harvest,” the Midget replied.

Robert’s forehead frowned. He placed the empty mug down. “Would you like more?”

“No, all is well now, how about we get to business?” Robert, explained, pulling the napkin from near him, wiping his mouth.

“Of course, business it is,”

“So about my proposal to be part of men, do you agree? My friend?” he asked.

 “How could I deny?”  the Midget asked, a sly smile creeping up its face.

“Also the Apexes?” Robert asked, moving his upper body closer to the Midget. “I mean there is enough room for everyone.”

“Yes, also the Apexes,” the Midget replied, its predators eyes staring straight at him.

A smile curled up Robert’s face, a dimple curving up his left cheek. “Very well partner, this shall be a done deal,”

“Of course, it will be,” the Midget answered, taking a sip on its mug, still with its eyes on Robert.

Author's Note

What u think of this new added character?☻︎

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