Adams was just leaving home when his phone rang, he paused and fetched his phone from his pocket.
"Mike." He muttered, sighed before answering the call.
"Hello Mike."
"Hey Adams, are you at work already?"
"I was just leaving, anything wrong?"
"Err... I'm currently at the station."
"What!?" Adams blurted out. "What happened? What are you doing there? Are you alright?" He questioned in one breath.
"I'm fine Adams, it's just... remember the men who attacked me before?" Mike asked. Adams frowned.
"Yes I do, what about them? Don't tell me they came at you again." Adams said, already sounding pissed.
"I don't know if it was them but when I left your house yesterday, I noticed a car was following me, I couldn't go home and so I had to come to the station, they followed me down here too,
