Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第881/1399页)

.WhenhesawRichard’snumberreflectedonthes,heintuitivelyfeltthatperhapstherewasgoodhistime.Heflippedopenhiscellphone,hisvoicetremblingwithnervousnessaement,

    “HowisitRichard?Didyoufindhim?”

    “Verygood…Verygood…You’llbehereintwominutes?Why,that’swonderful!”

    “Thefasterthebetter.Thefasterthebetter.Goodbye.”

    Mr.Kaffeegaveasighofreliefandcolpsedontoachairlikeanairlessball.Hewasthinkingthatifstepsweretakenrightaway,themaofDimitri’sfinancialempirecouldstillberetaiheirhands.Otherwiseitmightbetoote.SoonthefamiliarsoundsofRichard’singtoastopoutsidethegatewereheardandDimitriwalkedinquickly,hishandonRichard’sshoulder.Thefirstquestionheaskedwas,

    “WhereisAmalia?Theycouldn’thavejustlef