Mateo.

 

“Answer my question. What is her name? I have no ill will toward her.”

 

“I am not afraid of you, sir, and I will not let you off the hook if you harm her,” he warns.

 

What a jerk! Is he insane and nuts?

 

“Mary is her name. According to how you describe her. She’s one of us. Mary works here.”

 

Mary? Her name is really beautiful. That’s the name of my mate. I finally know what her name is.

 

“Yes. I believe, is her. Where has she gone?” I ask. “Can you call her for me?”

 

“Oh. I don’t think she is available,” Davis responds.

 

“And why is...