/Riccardo's POV/
"This is bullhit!" Santiago barged into my office, "I swear this person wants me to kill myself!" he rubbed his temple.
"Good morning?" I was still checking the documents my boss sent me.
"There is nothing good about this morning!" he finally took a seat.
"Care to tell me what happened?" My eyes were still on the paper.
"So there is this person who promised to tell us about who this 'Karma judge' is," he huffed. I lift my head this time since I kinda knew about this thing, "And now. . ." he released an exhausted sigh.
"Now what?"
"The phone is off!" he snapped.
"Relax, maybe someone was just playing with you," I tried to comfort him even though I knew the truth.
"How is that supposed to relax me?!" he glared at me.
"Are you new to this thing? It's been four and half years, and you still haven't learned anything?"
