BREATHE.

As King entered the car and stared at Payton’s car that drove out of the compound, he exhaled and looked out the window.

His personal assistant was in the car, at the front seat beside his driver and this was because of the meeting they were having together outside the company.

The man had arrived at his house early.

“When is the exhibition my wife is hosting starting?” He asked.

“Eleven Am, sir.”

“When is the meeting we’re having starting?”

“Nine, sir.”

“How many hours drive is it from the meeting point to the gallery?”

“About an hour with no traffic, sir.”

“And…” he continued and turned to look at his boss well.

“You scheduled a meeting with the detective by eleven sir.”

“Which detec… oh?”

“Yes, sir. You had asked to move it to today by eleven two days ago.”

“Woah… you’re so diligent with your work,” King let out a sarcastic sigh and rolled his eyes.

“I am really glad to hear this from you! I have been working so hard for…”

“Enough, can you try to fit in my meeting with the detecti