Call me

WILLIAM KOVAC

My heart banged against my chest with painful thuds as I made my way into the elevator. The building was supposed to be locked but Jarvis on the fourth floor still had his lights on. Keeping late nights was one of the curse of being a Private Investigator.

I was just demolishing my second sandwich when I got the phone call that made me return to the office like my ass was on fire.

Bloody hell! I panted trying to breath with burning lungs. The elevator felt like a matchbox and I, the stick that had been accidentally set on fire burning slowly in my prison.

It felt like eternity but the elevator got to the floor. I stumbled out darting straight for the passageway leading to my office. My whole body froze immediately I made the turn.

Miss Sincara stood there with a lost benign look on her face. The dress she wore was free in that it didn't cling to her body but instead it hinted at the breathtaking figure underneath.

I took a moment to stay immobile in my frozen state givi