EDWARD WILLIAMS
I held the bouquet of fifty red roses with my other hand as I answered my phone.
“Talk to me?”
“Prince Edward, we have found the thief,” It is Zack, my IT specialist. I asked him to low-key find the thief that’s been messing up with my cash flow. I’ve been so busy these past months I couldn’t focus on that but now, I am giving it my full attention.
“Give me the name,”
“Gift Maharaj, your former driver,”
I don’t know whether this is a joke or what. I cannot believe this.
“Email everything that I need to know. I will deal with this man myself,”
“Yes, boss,” I hung up.
He is pissing me off but, let me not dwell on this too much. I have a date to attend to. I have already arrived in the city, and right now I am on my way to Angela’s apartment. I get in my car, and
