Kashmir no longer argued with him. She just bowed her head and stared at her hand. She remained in that position until her phone rang.
"Don't move. I'll take the phone to you" Amaro ordered
He got up, strode, took the phone on the nightstand and strode back to Kashmir.
"Thank you" she said
Kashmir answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?" she frowned upon knowing who the caller was.
"Yes, it's Kashmir speaking" she said
"How may I help you Mr. Smith?" she rolled her eyes.
Instantaneously, Amaro got agitated hearing the name 'Mr. Smith' but was replaced by pleasure later on because of Kashmir's cold attitude toward Mr. Smith.&nbs
