German went to talk to Pablo and he was quite excited about it.
Well... Not excited, but he was looking forward to this meeting
He has been waiting for this for some time now for more than one reason.
When he went to the salon he saw his old friend, Pablo sitting there, looking like he has been drinking for hours, or even days before he went there which made German feel a little uneasy.
- Nice to finally meet again, German - he said as he tried to stand up, but couldn't.
- Yeah, yeah - German groaned - You shouldn't have came when you're drunk as hell.
- I'm not drunk! I'm completely fine! - Pablo insisted as he was trying to stand up again, but German pushed him back down - Hey!
- No need to stand up. I have some things to tell and ask you so you're better staying down.
- Go ahead, my friend!
- First of all stop calling me "my friend"! And second of all... Do not talk to anyone about me being here and who I really am, understood?
- Huh? Why so cold? I haven't said anything and I wouldn't say anything anyway!
- Hmm...
- What? Don't you believe me?
- I believe you... I'm just surprised.
- Why?
- Why do you even help me?
- I have no reason to be on Fernand and the others' side! They got rich, but they simply forgot about me! I'm left as a guard to a grave yard and it's not something I love to do!
German was quiet for a while before continued speaking...
- I see... That's good to know - he said.
- Hey! Now that we're talking about that... - Pablo suddenly smirked - You could help me out with some money...
- Why would I do that?
- Because... Because otherwise I'm gonna tell them everything!
- Oh really? - German smirked - You're not even friends with them anymore. Why would they listen to an old, drunk man?
Pablo froze and also suddenly felt sober.
He knew German was right in this which scared him and just didn't know what to do, or say anymore.
- Uhh....
- You know I'm right - German smirked - But okay... I'll give you some money so you can live better... But then you HAVE TO help me...
Pablo's eyes lit up like a little boy's.
- Okay! Alright... - he said - I'll help you in whatever I can!
- Good... But for now you being quiet about this is going to be enough.
- Okay! I'll be quiet! Lord Monte Cristo...
German smiled.
- Good... I really appreciate it...
- But...
- Huh?
- What are you planning to do? I mean...
- You better if you don't know anything more than this... So just do what I asked you to do and never say anything to anyone about this...
Pablo just nodded as he didn't know what else to do, but listen to him.
German was scary to him.
He never thought his old friend could talk like this... This misteriously and scarily which just made him not want to know anything at all.
