The room had an eerie silence, except for the occasional sound coming from the sipping sound of tea. George sat before Bernard's family, his one leg folded over the other at the knee. He enjoyed his warm tea, looking at the filthy condition of the house. It was too small even to call it a quarter, George thought. The small room they were seated in was too compact to accommodate the Wilson couple and the four other people standing in front of them.
Simona was beginning to get bored. She wondered what George was up to now. They could give them the bag full of money. In return, all they have to do is ask them is to make Benjamin Bernard understand that he must confess the truth to the police. But no. George was enjoying this hot place a little too much when her children were in trouble.
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