Maxen's stomach twisted and turned in rolling knots as he stared at his phone. The usual thirty-minute drive to Rockaway Tower now turned into a forty-five minute drive because of the heavy traffic which felt like an eternity to him.
The whining and rotten spoiled little prince in his head was starting to annoy him. "Are we there yet?" his inner child repeatedly asked him. Finally, he saw Rockaway Tower growing bigger and taller as the convoy drove closer to it, making him subconsciously fidget in his seat.
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Rockaway Tower
Olivia's decoy apartment
Reaching Olivia's decoy apartment floor, Maxen took long hurried strides out of the elevator and towards her door that air swished around the hallway with his speed. He found MIB1 standing outside the hall, growling at the lady beside him. Holding out his hand with the palm facing up, he said, "Phone, please."
