Chapter 193 Trouble with his legs?

The guy looked older by his build, and it was clear he had trouble with his legs. I thought back to the guy I had been chatting with in the private room, hidden behind a screen. Was that Inch's buddy, Charlie Yates? He said he could not come out to greet me because of his legs, right? Why did any of that matter to me? He did not show his face, but still agreed to meet and hear my thanks. If Inch was here, why didn't he join us for the meal? "Madam, what's up?" Ensio caught my stare and checked in. I shook my head, "It's nothing," I said. Ensio revved the engine, and we left the restaurant behind. In the rearview mirror, I watched Inch help the man into the car. I could not catch what they said, but Inch was all nods and respectful before he climbed into the driver's seat. Watching them, I frowned. This felt oddly familiar, like watching Idris and Ensio together. Inch had said they were just friends, but this looked more like boss and worker. I let the suspicion slide. After al