THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

SIMON'S MANSION

Simon stood in his mini bar with a gleeful look, lost in his drink when a ring from his phone suddenly interrupted him.

" who the hell dare to interrupt my lovely and cool atmosphere... ", he asked with a quizzical expression as he reach for the phone.

He picked the phone and glared at the caller venomously.

" Felix....?, what could be so urgent...?, why can't I enjoy my afternoon in one peace...argh.....", he expressed stressfully and answered.

" hello..Felix..what is it....?"

" sir....sir....the goods..the goods...errm...", Felix replied, stammering with difficulty to complete his statement.

" what..Felix...!,the goods has done what...? speak..up..", Simon cuts in, querying angrily, impatient.

" We lost them ,sir....we lost the goods on the sea. The cargo caught fire with no cause.."

" what...? what do you mean by you lost it...."

" Sir...."