Leo gazed out of the small window of his jet. Even though he flew more times than he could count, it still amazed him how height had a way of humbling the world beneath them. Everything from here looked like a blurry tiny version of the world.
He couldn't wait to be back in Johannesburg and at his penthouse. In fact, it wasn't returning to Johannesburg or his penthouse that was causing an exciting thrill to rush through his body, it was rather the prospect of seeing Sammy again. He had thought of her the whole time he was away.
When he had searched for her number on his phone, he had been downhearted to find that he hadn't saved it. Quick browsing through his laptop for her employment contract had made him note that the phone number listed there was out of service.
The network in Ziofa was terrible, which had caused him to use a local phone number instead.