The Appointment in Manaus - Pt.3 (Sophie Miller) (2/2) The last trading partner had left ten minutes ago. When I came to Edgar Brown's office, he was sitting in his armchair drinking his coffee while his father was sermonizing him. "This is inadmissible! Dishonorable! How dare you let all our partners wait?! Do you think someone will ever tolerate your unpunctuality? They'll give up on you! Oh, Sophie, my son would like to apologize for colliding with you." "That's alright, Mr. Brown, it was my fault." "No, I apologize, miss Miller, I'll be more cautious next time," said the young man and smiled at me. "Good. Now, would you make a coffee for me please?" continued Mr. Brown senior before I drowned in his son's eyes. "Of course, sir." I went to the kitchen and left the door a bit opened. "The appointment in Manaus has been set to tomorrow evening. Do you have any messages from our couriers?" It was Gabriel Brown talking. "Actually, I do. Nash Davis texted me yesterday at night. They're in Brazil already." Wait. Who's Nash Davis? They don't have any business in Brazil, at least what I know of. And I know everything about Edgar Brown's schedule. "Good," said the old man. Sophie! What are you doing?! Are you spying on your boss? That's not a good thing to do! "Father..." the stream of my thoughts was interrupted by a voice. "What?" "I went to Manaus last weekend." What? I thought he had gone to London. "I had an appointment myself. With police officer Rodrigo Sequeira." Something's wrong here. I got so upset that I stopped paying attention on what I was doing and I dropped a cup with coffee. The office was taken by a deafening silence for a few seconds. "Do you think she's heard us?" whispered a voice. Silence again. I realized it was to me to say something. "I- I'm sorry, Mr. Brown. I'll clean it up," I blundered out. I started looking out for a rag. A lound noise resounded as someone slammed the door behind me. I'd be glad for any corrections :)