“Invested how?” He grabbed the chair and sat down. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. Jatupon was already seated in a corner with his puddle of blood.
“But your worries have ended. The senator’s page visited you, didn’t he? Maybe he was our uncle’s chauffeur. I forget now. You look confused. He came to my apartment to tell me the definite date for the agreed dinner after somehow finding Suthep and informing him. Well, anyhow, it happened because of my own efforts.”
“You visited him and got him to agree to see us? You? How could you do that looking as you do? I tried many times. I don’t believe you.”
“Well, there’s nothing I can do about your hateful beliefs, but all the same I’m telling you the truth.”
“So, you are the big brother looking after all of us now” said Kazem incredulously. He snickered.
“Sure. It’s obvious by age and merit. I’ve never tried to kill one of you in the entire duration of my 18 years. Aren’t I the lucky omen? I saved you both from killing each other and had some additional favorable news to spill out.”
“What was your reason for coming here?”
“Nothing. Just to make sure you were coming.”
“When?”
“Next Saturday.”