Star strucked.

"It's me, I have a special delivery for Alex Waynee." The postman's voice barely above whispers.

The sky was black, as the weather went haywire, the electric pole and their wires rattling under the whirling breeze.

The postman immediately brings out his black umbrella and covers his head.

Gazing at the door, he knocked again.

"C'mon guys, the rain is about to wet my documents." His voice was laced with concern.

Staring at Sandra in bewilderment, trepidation immediately reeked all of him, he stared at the door.

"Sorry! Mr postman, isn't it a bit late to deliver those items…I mean the time is almost 7.00 pm." His voice barely above Whispers.

"Can't I come tomorrow and pick it up at your office.?" Alex Asked as he rested his ears on the door to hear the postman.

"It's a special delivery from Evans Raymond." The postman's voice slightly above whispers slightly as he continues looking up at the sky, which is now getting darker.

As Alex Waynee hears the postman mention Evans Raymond, he imm