One Obsession --Two Redemption
The taxi pulled up in front of the magnificent building and I stepped inside,my eyes gazing at the rich, polished interior designs.
“Good day, ma'am. How can I help you?” The lady in the reception asked.
“I'm here to see Mr James,”
“Do you have an appointment with him,” she said.
“Not really. He gave me his business card a few days back and told me to reach him,” I said, handing the card to her.
“Wait a minute,” she said, punching the buttons on the phone, “ What's the name?”
“Crystal Morgan,” I said,then she repeated it on the phone then she turned to me.
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