125. Making her eat...

"Where is she?"

Ben's eyes went straight to Isla, as if saying... 'I told you to pick up the call'

"She's here sir" Ben replied, his voice trembling with fear. 

"Give her the phone."

"Here it's for you" he hands the phone to her, but she refuses to take it.

"tell him I have a sore throat and that I can't talk." She whispers, using her hands and mouth and head to explain.

"Are you insane, he wants to talk to you, not me" Ben protested, passing the phone to her again. "I'm not going to lie to the boss, I already have my own problems to deal with, and you want to add to it" he bluntly refuses. 

"then don't lie, just say I'm not here." She whispers, instantly standing up front her seat and walking away. 

"ISLA, ISLA!!" Ben whispers in frustration as he watches her walk further away from him. 

Left with no choice, and realizing he was keeping his boss waiting, he takes the phone back to his ear.