Destined To Meet

Since Oscar's car was out of shape and probably caught on fire in the accident earlier, the man was escorted in Bryan's private vehicle. He sat in the back seat while Bryan's personal driver sat behind the wheel.

Sitting in the back seat, Oscar pensively looked down the deserted street. Neon lights illuminate the center of the city and several vehicles that are speeding because the road is deserted. His chest was moving up and down regularly.

If Lisa had not contacted him, perhaps Oscar would have given up and followed the dark path that greeted him. Maybe he would be rushed to the hospital lifeless.

'Today, August 5, is Oscar Petersson's death.'

This is the kind of news that will fill all corners of the Petersson Communications office. 

Their meeting must have been fated. Of the thousands of people Oscar met, from strangers who walked past him to employees at his company, Oscar was grateful that he got to know Lisa.