Sebastian cut the call. He got a piece of paper and scribbled: Quick-quack. Come Daisy Hotel, Ceni. Urgent.
A telegraphic language. No care for grammar and sentence syntax. Then he tried to translate it into da Vincian code. It became: Quick-quack. Democ hysia leto.
Then he hurried to the nearby The Daily Newspaper's office and paid for publishing the message and informed Papa over mobile phone.