Today, Angela, Regan, and Dave met someone in a skyscraper. There, they met a man named Gilberd.

"Good afternoon," said Gilberd, a rather old man. Gilberd shook hands with Dave, Regan, and Angela. Gilberd stared at Angela for a long time until Angela felt uncomfortable, and he also had a hard time pulling his hand from Gilberd's grasp.

"KHemm.." Regan's coughing made the man realize he had finally let go of Angela's hand.

"Forgive me. Your face, your face, reminds me of an old friend," said Gilberd, taking a seat on the single sofa.

"So what can I help you with, Mr. Wiratama?" Gilberd knew Dave as a brother from...