The room was in suspense as one awaited the outcome of this important call.
At last, After what seemed like an eternity.
Mr. Jude picked up.
"Give me the phone, Emma," Robert said firmly but in control, trying to override and take over the conversation to understand what was going on.
"No, let me speak to him," Emma insisted, quite sure in her tone, simultaneously turning it on the loudspeaker for everyone present in the room to witness the unfolding drama.
"Hello, Mr. Jude," Emma said; her voice was warm and familiar, yet laced with a tinge of caution in it.
"Hello Emma, how are you?" he added after that, his question polite, while the words seemed to hang in the air as a prelude to something weightier.
"I am fine, Mr. Jude, and you?" Emma asked back, in a measured tone, her voice
