EIGHTY THREE

Third person’s POV

Alexa was glad she didn’t have to go through the stress of showing her ID or explaining that she wanted to see Calan and all, and the fact that Micheal was with her made things even easier. She had dialed Calan’s number again when they were in the elevator but he hadn’t answered and she had become even more anxious.

“He’s not answering”. She said to Micheal.

“It’s fine, we’re here after all”. He told her.

They stepped out of the elevator when it came to a halt and headed to Rita’s desk at once.

“Good day Sir, Ma’am”. She greeted.

And Alexa could see the coldness in those eyes of hers as her gaze settled on her momentarily.

“Is Calan in?”. Micheal asked her.

“Yes, Mr. Grant is in but he doesn’t want any visitors at the moment”. She replied. “I’m afraid you’ll have to come back another time”.

Alexa felt bile rise to her throat and she glared daggers at her.

“Do we look like visitors you?”. She asked her.

“I’m sorry Ma’am, I’m just following orders”. She said unapo