After a good night's sleep, I found myself back in the kitchen, sipping coffee.
In front of me was the open letter from Freewinds.
I picked up my phone and dialed the number.
It didn't take long before someone answered, "Good morning."
"Good morning," I replied.
"What's the purpose of your call?" the woman on the other end asked, her tone neutral.
"... Freewinds?"
"Yes, sir. I will transfer your call on to my coworker." All of a sudden, she changed her tone to a polite one. "Have a nice day."
After a few rings, another woman's voice came through, higher-pitched. "Sir, may I have your name?"
I paused for a moment. "I don't know. Should I tell you my name?"
She laughed softly. "That depends on how much you want to know, Mr. Somnus."
I froze just for a second. "I guess you know my phone number... If you already know my name, why ask?"
"To build a little trust..."
"Well, you didn't."
