What he does for a living

“Ms. I don't think…this is serious…I can't let you” the servant she asked for a phone from muttered nervously, shaking her head in denial as she hesitated to give her the phone.

“I won't take much time. I just need to make a small call…let me,” Olivia took the phone from the girl anyway. She didn't understand why everyone was so afraid of Pedro. The way the girl was sweating as if she were left in the fire to burn to death.

“The boss asked us not to give you the phone…please don't…” the girl pleaded, unfortunately, Olivia was already dialing a familiar number. It had been a year. She had much to do, but first, she needed to call someone for help. Yes, it would be hard for the person to recognize her now since she had a different face, but she had to try.

“Come on, pick up damn it,” she cursed when the car went through, but there was no answer. She tried again and still, the person wasn't answering. She was lucky it went through because she thought the person had changed her phone n