"You still haven't heard from them?" Amelia asked her husband, who was seated on the couch with his phone in hand, anxiously waiting for a text from a certain person.
He'd been staring at it for a while now, picking it up as soon as he felt a vibration coming from it.
"If they did, do you think I would be seated here anxiously with my phone?" He questioned, while his eyes were still glued on the screen of his phone.
Amelia simply shrugged before she took the seat opposite him.
It's been two weeks already since Robert had paid Jeffery Clark a visit at his office. He'd thought they would immediately give in to his conditions, but unfortunately for him, nothing had been done.
He was contemplating paying them another visit, but he doubted he would be able to leave without some body part being broken.
Ezekiel had already broken his nose the last time; his ribs could be next.
