Mr Booker

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Alex enters his villa tentatively, half expecting his father to be seated on one of the chairs in the living room.

Ever since his father stalked out of the villa few days ago, he hadn't visited nor has Alex heard anything from him. He is eerily quiet and that scared Alex.

"I don't think he'll be coming back." Devin mutters assuredly behind Alex.

"Let's hope so."

The home phone suddenly rang breaking the stillness that descended in the room.

Devin and Alex exchanged glances, then seeing Alex wasn't going to answer the call, Devin shrugs and goes to the hall way.

"Hello?" He answers the call, placing it on speaker as he walked back to the living room.

"Hello.. this is Booker, Mr Morbian's assistant?"

"I know you Booker, how may I help you?" Devin asks in a bored tone.

"I would like to speak with Mr Alex if you don't mind."

"I'm afraid Mr Alex is currently indisposed to talk to you now, so if you wish, you can pass on whatever message you have, I'll make sure to deliver it
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