Later that evening, Cynthia got Oscar’s phone number from Vivian and dialed it after having a brief pep talk with her friend.
Vivian was still having second thoughts about the call but Cynthia was certain that it was the only way forward.
They were in Cynthia’s apartment this time around, and the phone call was on loudspeaker.
“He might not answer,” Vivian said nervously when Oscar didn’t answer the call after the first three rings. “I don’t think he has your number.”
“Shush!” Cynthia snapped at her. “I don’t want him to hear your voice if he answers the call.”
Vivian shrugged but remained quiet.
“Hello?” Oscar said cooly when he finally answered the call after the fifth ring.
“Hello, sir. It’s me, Cynthia. Vivian’s friend,” Cynthia said hesitantly. She thought he would hang up on
