Friday—08.31 A.M.
I’m going slightly mad. No wrong sort of vibe. Evan pressed the control and skipped a few of the tracks. Bicycle, bicycle, I want to ride my— He— flipped again, definitely not! Flash, Ah-Ah, Saviour— He turned it off.
“No queens today, no siree.”
“Turn right. The force is strong; do not fail me this time.”
“Yes sir, Mr. Vader. And here we are again, back in the queue. I thought this thing was only meant to be a couple of days; it’s been the whole week. Does everything run over budget and time in this country now?”
Vader kept quiet on the issue but kindly informed him of the incoming call from Tia, which he duly accepted.
“Hola, Tia. And a wonderful Friday it is. I am so looking forward to the end of this week.”
“Morning, boss, you might well be but it’s about to b
