The Ruckus

Buzz-Buzz…

The phone continued to vibrate.

Christopher's mood was deteriorating as he looked at his jacket in the back seat. He assumed no one would bother them, but he forgot his phone was nearby and could ring at any time.

The same thing had happened that morning.

He gritted his teeth in annoyance.

A tap on his chest caused him to look down at her.

"Check your phone. Perhaps it's from the office."

He nodded and reached into his coat pocket to get the phone. When he saw Brad's name, his annoyance intensified.

'Brad…' He ground his teeth, wishing to thrash him.

"Hello…" He, however, pressed the answer button.

"Where are you, man?" He heard Brad yell. "You said you'd be back soon. It has been over an hour since you left. Have you forgotten about the meeting with the investors? Uncle was looking for you."