Abel thought about it.
“Okay. Deal.”
We went to Babiki’s flat, told
her my parents wanted to meet her,
and brought her back to my house.
Then we brought her around to the
garage in the back where Abel and
his guys were working. Tom and I
went over and introduced them.
“Abel, this is Babiki. Babiki,
this is Abel.”
Abel smiled big, was charming
as always.
“Nice to meet you,” he said.
They chatted for a few minutes.
Tom and Babiki left. Abel turned to