Back in the office, Yvonne tried once again to reach John, but there was still no answer. She had already called him the night before, and he hadn't picked up then either.
While she was in the middle of work, her phone rang. It was Simon.
Without hesitation, Yvonne declined the call. Not even two minutes later, it rang again.
Not knowing what he wanted this time, she finally picked up. "What is it?"
"How dare you hang up on me?" Simon's irritated voice snapped through the line.
He had never been polite to Yvonne. When he disliked someone, he didn't even bother pretending.
"Just say it. I'm busy."
"You think I wanted to call you? My dad made me. About last night, did you run back and complain again?
"What are you, some kind of tattletale? Running home every time something happens? I
