The Secret Meeting

The cuckoo clock on the wall continued ticking down.

'It's been an hour; where is he?' Silent thought to himself, but outside, it looked like he was just sitting still, waiting for something to happen.

No one else around the table spoke a word.

However, some of them seemed impatient and wanted to go either for a quick smoke break or a bathroom break.

Goldie, standing on the sides obediently, checked her timepiece and realized that they had already been waiting for over an hour.

'Master, where are you?'

Szzz…

Suddenly, a static noise came from inside a wall—at least it seemed like it was coming from inside a wall.

"Goldie, come to my office."

The voice was rough-sounding, with a slight tremor in the tone. It was like the person had been shouting for over an hour to cause the voice to turn like that.

"Excuse me." Goldie bowed and then headed upstairs as fast as she could with her heels clicking on the marble steps.