Kian's gaze fell on the photographs on her desk. He picked them up and flipped through them. His heart began thumping in his chest and his eyes were filled with terror.
"Eion…Eion…" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
The assistant was terrified, "I'll go look for him sir." She said and ran out of the cabin. She went straight to her desk and flopped on her chair. Then swallowing a glass full of water, she heaved a sigh of relief and quickly picked the phone on her desk. She dialled Eion's number.
It was already two hours since his conversation with René, Eion was buried under files and planners and had forgotten all about René. He had just taken a coffee break when his phone buzzed.
He scooped it out of his trousers' pocket and saw the number flashing. It annoyed him to the core. He answered it and said in an irritated voice – "Can't you do anything on your own? You think I am your teacher here?"
