27-MARK

“So, you’ll have it the twenty-third?” I asked her writing down in my personal diary.

“Yes, Mr. Sanders. By Wednesday twenty-third in the morning, you can come and get it.”

I was thrilled to imagine Olivia's face when she discovered my Christmas present.

“Great.” I looked up when the door suddenly opened “Well, Andrea, I'll see you that day.”

I hung up without taking my eyes off from a very angry Alex.

“Can you tell what the fuck are you playing?!” He yelled, surprising me by his condition.

“And is it possible to know what’s happening with you?” I said somewhat amazed.

“Don´t act like a stupid Mark. Not with me!”

I looked at him dumbfounded from my seat, still not believing the state in which my head of security was.

“Well...” I got up slowly, closing the butto