He sprung up from his seat, turned as if he was leaving, and made a glance over at Jacky, he saw him smirking with his head down over the papers he wasn’t reading.“Don’t come back here as you said.” He points the ball pen at him. “I won’t.” He pushed the door. “But I’ll meet you at home.” And hurried out as if he was being chased. “Why did you come here to ask that..” he wanted to ask but he was already gone, he watched him through the glass door, as he limped out of the company. Damn!He could have killed him that night. Was that the effect of it? Moscow did tell him, it would make him go extremely violent and he was the one he’d used it on. “What do you think made him ask that?” He stared over at Jacky. He shook his head slightly. “I won’t know Sir,” he looked over at the doors Moscow had gone through. “...maybe he’d found something” He whispered. “Hello, Dr. Moscow.” He picked up the call. He was about to take a taxi, but he couldn’t take his car because he couldn’t dri
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