บท 164: Her Voice

"Uncle Dom," Aaron's cheerful voice echoed in the lobby. 

He tugged his hand, gesturing Dominique to face Miguel. "I would like you to meet my grandfather. Grandpa, this is Uncle Dom, the friend I've mentioned to you."

Miguel and Dominique locked eyes. 

"It's nice meeting you, Mr. Smith. My grandson is so fond of you." Miguel extended his right hand, smiling at him meaningfully.

Dominique nodded politely as he shook Miguel's hand.

"My pleasure is mine as well, Mr.?"

"Miguel Ivankov," he introduced his full name.

Dominique simply sized Miguel up from head to toe. 'Have I met him somewhere? I can feel some familiarity with him.'

"I will leave my precious grandson in your care. Can I trust you with that?" Miguel looked straight into Dominique's eyes.

"Okay, Mr. Ivankov. I will take care of him." Dominique reassured him.

Then Miguel glanced at his grandson. "Just call me if you are done. I will fetch you later."