Matthew
Reaching his London's main office, he plucked his phone from his pocket and dialled his old friend and colleague-Alex Fletcher, who lived here for most of his life. He was the founder and owner of Fletcher's Imports and Exports limited which was currently a multi billionaire company.
Placing the device to his ear he waited for an answer.
"Hello?" A slumberous voice answered with a yawn.
Matthew beemed. He knew his friend was asleep and felt a weird satisfaction rush over him knowing that he was the one who woke him. Maybe it was because this so called friend did this to him each and every time they were in the same country together.
"Well well....." Matthew started. Feeling more and more proud of himself as the seconds past.
"Oh no... Not you, anyone but you!" His friend playfully begged with the most painful and agonizing voice he could muster.
"And here I thought you liked a wake up call...." Matthew continued.
"You and I have a totally different definition of wake up call my friend." Alex yawned again and let out small grunts as if he was shifting from where he was. A soft whimper was heard. A woman- no surprise there.
Matthew rolled his eyes at the American billionaire/playboy friend.
"So what do I owe this pleasure?" Alex asked. Sounds were heard again as if he was opening and closing doors. Most liking walking out of the room or at a far distance where he could have privacy from his beautiful company.... or companies- you never know with Alex...
"Well I would rather have this conversation face to face."
"Wait you are here? As in London England?" Alex voice raised a notch in surprise.
"Yes my friend, I am here. I- I need your help...." Matthew trailed off. Where was he to begin with this mess?
"You need not ask twice my friend. Just tell me when and where and I will be there." Alex spoke firmly. His playfulness vanished.
"Let's say Montcalm Hotel at twelve noon?"
"Sure. See you then."
***
Alex POV
Something is wrong. Matthew did not sound like himself.
Alex could not shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen....
Something worst than the situation now.....much much worse.
Passing his hand through his dark brown hair, his jaw tightened.
Whatever is going on right now, Matthew sure does not need it...
"What more must you throw his way?" He whispered, looking up at the orange/ blue sky. Hoping that somewhere up there it had someone who heard him and had a plan knowing what he was doing...
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12 pm Montcalm Hotel
Alex POV
Walking up to the beautiful blond receptionist he waited for her to finish her call. His eyes roamed over her captivating blue diamond eyes and pink strawberry lips. Her uniform worn tightly around her small curvy figure adding emphasis on what any man would dream off. Oh he would have loved to take her to-
"Sir?" He was brought out of his thoughts as her voice asked confusingly, hoping to gain his attention.
"Hmmm?" His voice came out seductively low. Making the woman blush immediately. Stick one!
