GREEEC’s POV.
Dominic looks furious as he continues to glare daggers at Martinez. No soothsayer is needed to tell me that he clearly doesn’t like this teacher of mine. If he is handed a gun right now, he would probably gun down Martinez but the man in front of me doesn’t look fazed, he just continues staring back at Dominic with a little smile etched on his face. Is he always this warm to people he meets?
“Did you not hear me?” Dominic asks again, this time his voice is calm but lethal. I know it is the calm before the storm. Without saying anything again, I pick up my bag and stand up.
“I guess you are leaving now?” Martinez signs and I nod.
“Yes, see you tomorrow” I sign back and he flashes me a little smile before walking past me and Dominic out of the class.
For a while, the Mafi
