CHAPTER SIXTY - EIGHT - COMING UP WITH A COUNTER - PLAN

He sat on the sofa in his sitting room and slipped at his wine, his eyes trained on the television set in front of him. It shouldn't be long now and the information would be released to the public. He wanted to gloat and laugh while sipping on their wine. The irony! He raised his glass of wine up and chuckled. It was exactly the brand that the old man had drank. Sapé Garcia. The wine was one of the best of Bodegas De Los Garcias wine company. He had sent those to him and given me what? Those bland, tasteless nonsenses. His narrowed on the drink momentarily and then get grinned widely again. Wait! Shouldn't they make him a VIP Customer for still drinking their wine despite the negativities and rejection surrounding the wind now? " Ah, I should call and make sure my recognition is given to me," he said to himself. He picked his phone up and his hands hovered over his number. " Mm... Wouldn't a text be better? With his temper I'm sure that would leave him pissed off and