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—Hello—Rowan called.

"Don't greet me. Is this a rerun or what? I've been here for over half an hour," Jacobo retorted.

"Cut the crap. I'm here for a serious talk." Rowán pulled out a chair and sat down.

"When have you never been serious?" Jacobo frowned.

"Wait, are you serious about being angry?" Rowan asked, confused. Jacob wasn't the type to get offended easily.

"No, I'm not. I just want you to think I am," Jacon said, smiling.

"Stop playing games with me, man. I have a very serious matter to attend to here," Rowan shouted.

"Okay. You don't have to intimidate me into listening. What's wrong? Spill the beans," he said, relaxing in his seat.

Rowán leaned forward, his expression serious. "Do you remember the dog at my house?"

"The one you raped?" Jack asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"Don't put it that way," Rowán frowned.

"That's what it is," Jack rolled his eyes.

"Jack!" Rowán shouted.

"Relax, man. You're too tense for this conversation. But go on, I'm listening," Jacob