CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: A devil’s wrath

AFTER Bathing and dressing, I impatiently picked up the phone handset and almost yelled at my secretary.

“I wanted my phone right now, Aida!” I sighed on the other line, then dropped it down.

Aida knew very well that I didn’t want to keep me waiting. Did she want me to go to the office and pick up the phone I ask her to buy? Maybe when that happens, I’ll replace her and not just my phone.

Moments later, I heard the phone ring again. I immediately grab the telephone.

“Good morning sir, you have a package here from your secretary,” the woman said on the line. She’s from the reception area of this condominium building where I am occupying.

“Thanks. I’m coming down.”

Upon arrival, I picked up the phone in the reception area. I was about to walk straight to the parking area when I turned back to the reception again.

“Are you on duty last night?”

“Yes, sir,