Bab 96: But making a boomstick was never my idea!

"It is done," I muttered as I lowered the phone away from my ear and heaved a long, exhausted sigh.

By all means, I had every right to be exhausted after this short call that didn't last longer than just a few minutes. 

It was a call that I made to my uncle, after all, a call that broke the unspoken vow of silence between the two of us that lasted for years. 

"When?" 

Hardly giving me any time to breathe after this taxing call, Chihrio asked shortly, sparing no effort to make his question fanciful or, in fact, using more than just one, absolutely necessary word. 

'I wonder if he would speak at all if he could ask without raising his voice...' I thought as I turned my eyes to the man. 

"Either today after the closing of his office or tomorrow before it," I reported dutifully, only to watch Chihiro nod his head with a profound expression on his face... and then turn his eyes over my shoulders, to one of the tables behind me.