Night fell.
I sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse apartment in the city center.
The phone on the desk suddenly began to vibrate. The screen flashed with a completely unfamiliar local number.
I pressed the answer button and casually put it on speaker.
"Selina! Are you out of your f*****g mind?!"
Jack's hysterical roar instantly blasted from the speaker, accompanied by heavy panting. In the background, there was the howling wind and honking cars.
"What right do you have to cut the power?! What right do you have to seal the doors?! There are top-secret case files for three of my major clients inside! If I don't get those files, the breach-of-contract penalties will push me to jump off a building tomorrow morning! Tell your security to open the door for me right
