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Mr Peter Jones (Nelson Woodley's ) secretary, adjusted his glasses for the millionth time (the author's exaggerating hehe (-_-) ). He continued waiting for his boss at Theo's cafe. When he called his boss some minutes ago, he detected from Nelson's tone that he wasn't happy. He internally lit a candle for whoever pissed his boss; little did he know that it was someone Nelson himself was helpless against.

Suddenly, a car parked in front of the bar at a breakneck speed. Peter almost swore at the driver only to cover his mouth in shock-guilt.

"Sorry boss," he muttered inaudibly. Of course, how could he forget? His boss was a big demon on the highways; how many curses he had received from other road users! (pedestrians, cyclists, motorists to name a few)

Peter sighed and rose from his seat; he made for his boss. Outside the cafe, Peter bowed slightly to his boss but he just went into the cafe and ordered for a cup of coffee.

Nelson then sat at the extreme; Pe