Edwin was waiting in nervousness in his office. He was pacing around the room. Damn!
He had fought many wars, he had been in many dangerous situations where the only available option was to survive or die. He had tackled hundreds of political battles. He had survived many betrayals.
He was expected to save the world from the great disaster. And yet, he was fine with all of that.
But today, for the first time, the feeling of nervousness had touched his heart. Blowing air in and out of his mouth, he waited till he heard a knock on the door.
Suddenly his fingers turned cold, and his heart skipped a beat.
Clearing his throat, he nodded at himself in encouragement and said, "come in."
The door slowly opened and, he realised, he was awkwardly standing in his own office. With his supernatural speed he plopped down on his chair before the door was completely opened, and Ruth stepped in.
