In a large and well-decorated room, David Anthony stood by the window, his face clouded with anger. This was the third time he had missed a date with Roselle, sadly this time she had been kidnapped. He checked the time, the clock said it was 6:30 in the morning.
A soft knock came at the door and his cold voice spoke, "Come in." He turned to face the door, his mother was standing at the doorway.
"Mum,"
"Dave, don't tell me you're not going to the construction site today. Who would monitor the workers?"
"Mum, I have important things to do. I've assigned Mr Melvin to take of it."
"What important thing do you have to handle if not about that woman, Roselle?"
"Mum, please. Can you cut me some slack? Roselle is not just that woman to me. Roselle is the woman I love and want. She's been kidnapped and you expect me to sit around in the construction site? How will I save her if I'm here doing nothing? Tell me, how will I prove my love if I don't do anything to save her?"
