THIRD PERSON
Ring! Ring!
A MUSICAL RING of a classical home telephone emerged from the deafening silence of the room. A man named Voldemir immediately stood up from the couch, walked towards the small table and picked up the phone.
Before the other line could speak up his intention, this man, Voldemir, had already sensed the call to be useless. "Who are you to have the gut to call me if that is not necessary?!"
Voldemir was about to put the telephone down when the man on the other line spoke up quickly.
"I am sorry, boss, but I found Nashira."
That phrase lightens up the dark, creepy face of that man. It was the line that he was longing to hear for a couple of decades already.
"I will send you the location." The man with a croaky voice on the phone added.
He did not respond, but i
