Meanwhile, Marco turned to the guard standing discreetly near the doorway. "Why isn't the remaining information about Elias ready yet?"
The guard stepped closer, voice low. "The informant said he'd send it today, sir. He's still pulling records from every corner, that's why it's taking longer than expected."
Marco's eyes narrowed. "Tell him to hurry. I need it before the end of the day."
The guard nodded. "I'll check with him again right now." He stepped away, already pulling out his phone.
A minute later Elias returned, holding up his phone. He turned to the kids who were distracted by their new toys.
"Food's been ordered. Pizza, burgers, and ice cream for everyone. It should be here soon."
The twins cheered from the floor, still surrounded by wrapping paper. "Ice cream!"
He then turned to Marco.
"Some salad for you, sir."
Marco smiled. "Thank you, Elias. I'll definitely eat it."
Elias sat back down beside him. "You're welcome."
