As Antonio held on to Guillermo's phone, he immediately hurried off to his room. While in his room, he tried to recollect Santo's number. After three times of a failed attempt, he was almost losing it.
However, he had luck on his side, because his memory soon flashed through to the last four digits of Santo's phone number, and bingo! he could remember it all.
He punched in the complete digits and the call went through. It rang a lot and Antonio chose to trust his gut that indeed the person who'd pick up the call at the other end would be Santo.
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•Santo Martini•
My sleep got obstructed by the frequent buzz of my mobile. On the bedside table where it sat, the noisy vibration forever tortured my senses.
I rubbed my eyes with my hand and managed to tilt my head to the huge wall clock. I squinted, but the time was visible enough for me to know that it was 10:15 pm.
Who could be calling me by this time of the night?