Chapter 105:
Robert's Point of View
I left Julie immersed in her papers and went up to the upper floor, where the restaurant was located.
The clatter of fine china mixed with soft jazz music.
I directed my gaze directly toward the round table in the center of the place; Commissioner David Sterling was sitting there in his official suit, which reflected the authority of the NYPD.
As soon as his eyes fell on me, he straightened in his seat and pushed his chair back to stand with a dignity befitting his rank.
He extended his hand to shake mine with a strong grip, a diplomatic smile etched on his face as he said:
"Hello, Mr. Robert... it has been a long time. I thought your business had kept you away from your friends in the city."
I squeezed his hand formally and sat in the chair opposite him, undoing the middle button of my jacket, giving me more freedom of movement.
I said in a calm and steady voice:
