THE LIMOUSINE WAS RUNNING THROUGH THE CITY, it was already late for the event to start and things depended on him.
Devastated after a whole day of heated discussions with government leaders, Kenan Vaine felt adrenaline pumping through his heart. He thought to himself:
Stay calm, I'm not going to have a heart attack now!
— Sir — said his advisor, sitting in front of him in the vehicle. — I've received updated data and I'm afraid the situation has worsened tonight...
— Enough of this! — he burst out, his veins dilating on his forehead. — I don't want another word on this subject tonight! They're looking for a fight, that's what they're going to get! But not now, not now!
The luxury armored car arrived at its destination, stopping in front of the entrance packed with a huge crowd of all kinds of people, from ordinary citizens, press and bloggers, to party enemies and possible spies.
Before the limousine door opened, he adjusted his expensive suit, wiped away the sweat that had appeared due to his nervousness and smiled a smile that would last the entire time he was at the event.
When they opened the door, he came out smiling, waving to the crowd and posing for the hundreds of photos that made the place shine with flashes. He greeted everyone from ordinary people to bigwigs in politics and the media. The inauguration of that work would be a success for him, but deep down he only thought:
Keep calm, this will be resolved, don't have a heart attack, my friend...