Chapter 272

Wearing a pair of glasses in his thirties, Zachary looked quite refined.

He lifted his head to look at Jonathan and asked: "What would you like to drink?"

"Anything is fine. I'm not familiar with these things." Jonathan answered nonchalantly.

"Blue Mountain."

Zachary decided on behalf of Jonathan, then glanced around the spacious coffee shop devoid of patrons and said: "I like peace, so I booked the entire place."

Jonathan smiled and nodded in acknowledgment: "I could tell."

Everyone has their eccentricities, especially people of talent - they tend to be more peculiar.

In many ways, Zachary was a peer of Jonathan's.

As recorded in his profile, Zachary was only thirty-five this year, but ten years ago, when Wolfgang went to jail, he was already the second in command of the Strike Division. Moreover, Zachary had quietly grasped control of the Strike Division then.

Hence, h