Ivan and Roger shared a brotherly hug.
"When did you come back?" Ivan asked, excited about his friend's return.
"Today. I don't know if I'm correct to say I just came back now. I flew in on a helicopter. We landed some blocks away from your apartment."
Ivan furrowed his brows, confused by the details his friend was revealing. "So, you came straight to my apartment? Why?"
"I asked the same question. Why?" Roger said, his arms gesturing forward. He looked behind him at the person who had accompanied him.
Ivan shifted his attention to Roger's company: a light-skinned man who looked almost exactly like Pope Afram Sarr. Beside the man were two orange hard-shell suitcases that Ivan rightfully guessed belonged to Roger. The colour of the suitcases was a big giveaway; Roger liked his luggage to be orange.
