"Where are you?"
Roger asked directly.
He knew that a guy like Henrik would never agree outright if asked for help directly. He was 100% certain of that.
But if he did the opposite and said he was in trouble, Henrik would definitely be the first to jump out to help.
Henrik took a couple of breaths.
"Where am I? Where else could I be?!"
He roared somewhat in a fit of anger.
It was at this moment that a woman's voice came through the phone.
"Are you still moving or not?"
"If you're not moving, I'm leaving. There's a cruise party to get to shortly."
"Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave!"
Henrik said impatiently.
"Pay up!"
"The job isn't even finished, what money?!"
"Do you have no shame?!"
The woman's voice over the phone was full of disbelief.
Henrik muttered a few words under his breath, his voice gradually fading as if he was looking for something.
"Why is there only half?"
The woman screamed.
"Heh, you should be thankful we're on the 17th floor right now!"
