Romeo Roy

"How about we do it tomorrow?" Roy's soft voice closed the conversation he was having over the phone. He canceled the call when he had received a satisfactory, "Of course," from the other end, quite oblivious of being stared at by someone standing in the doorway to his office. Feeling someone's eyes on him, he turned around swiftly to see who was watching him, only to find that no one was there. Perhaps, he was imagining things but... was he?