Back in his car, Adam sat motionless for a moment, his hands resting on the wheel. His thoughts were restless, turning in circles as though they were chasing each other without end. A heavy silence filled the car, only broken by the faint hum of vehicles passing outside. He reached for his phone, scrolled slowly through his contacts, and then pressed a number with hesitant fingers.“Hello, Adam Brooks speaking,” he said, his voice calm but carrying a weight of urgency. He waited, his ear straining to catch a response.The line crackled, but there was no answer. Adam frowned, tapping the steering wheel impatiently.“Hello, someone there?” he asked again, this time louder, the edge of frustration sharpening his words.“What do you want?” The voice came suddenly, rough and full of disdain, like venom spitting through the speaker.Adam swallowed, steadying himself. “Listen, Bashiru, I have a job for you. I—”“And what makes you think I’m looking for a job from someone like you, stupid
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