Alpha Derrick was adjusting his cufflinks as he prepared to leave for the day.
His guards stood beside his sleek black SUV, waiting for him. Just as he reached for the car door, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
The number displayed was unfamiliar, but he decided to answer anyway.
"Derrick," came a voice from the other end, urgent and sharp. "This is Alphonso. We need to meet. It's about something very important."
Alpha Derrick frowned, gripping the phone tighter. "Important? What could possibly be so urgent that you expect me to drop everything and change my plans for the day?"
There was a pause before Alphonso spoke again, his tone steady but persuasive. "The ball is in your court.
I'm offering you something you want—answers. But you'll have to meet me. I'll send the location. And Derrick... come alone."
Before Alpha Derrick could reply, the line went dead.
