chapter ninety three

EDWARD’S FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW

I drove out of the hospital headed to the address the minister gave me over the phone. It was a relaxation centre in the city. I got to the place in no time, drove in and parked in the garage then I called him while still seated in the car.

“Hello sir, I am here.” I said into the phone the moment my phone vibrated to signify that he picked.

“Where exactly are you?” He asked.

“I am in the garage.” I responded.

“Come into the building. Ask for the directions to the VIP lounge.” He said.

“Alright.” I said and ended the call.

I pocketed my phone then checked the rear mirror to check myself. I breathed in and out to maintain composure before him as I did not know what he was going to discuss with me yet.

I walked into the building and by my right, I saw a big signage that read ‘RECEPTIONIST’ then walked over. I met a young girl decked in a white shirt buttoned up and adorned with a brown bow tie. Her hair was packed in a perfect bun. She looked really be