What Is Wrong With Me?

Jeff was woken up in the middle of the night by a call from Ronald.

"Boss! I'm sorry to bother you, but it's an emergency. I received a call from our office in the Bahamas that one of our vessels got hijacked. What do you want me to do?" Ronald was neurotic and in fright.

"Are you here at the Mansion?" Jeff murmured on the phone. He didn't want to wake up Ann, who was currently in deep slumber.

"Yes! I'm downstairs in your study now."

"Alright! I'll be down there in a minute." Jeff slowly lifted his wife's head from his arm. Then, he got up silently and put some clothes on.

While tip-toe-ing, he slowly opened the door, doing his best not to make a sound. Once he was out of the door, he took huge strides two at a time at the stairs hastening to his study.

Ronald already had steaming coffee ready at his desk. The computer turned on, preparing for a video call to their office in The Bahamas.