73 A SECRET MESSAGE
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KING
I was working on my Macbook in the office at my home. The numbers were more than letters on the screen, and my mind was working at its optimum analysing and calculating them.
With every entry, my irritation rose. What the fuck is going on these days? Why do I have to spend so much money on those filthy lives?
A message popped up on my phone with the tinkling sound interrupting my task. I would have just ignored it if it wasn't that specific tone.
I picked up my phone and opened it to see a message.
1355209147
I sighed, rubbing my head. That was the last thing I wanted at this time. I deleted the message and placed my phone down to turn my attention back to my work when I heard the knocks on the door.
After a few seconds of waiting, the door was opened and Gabriel walked in with a file in his hand.
"Good evening King!" he greeted, placing the file on the table in front of me.