ERIK PRICE
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiingggggggggggggggggg!!! That old telephone is ringing again. What is it now?
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Is this Mr. Erik Price?" It was a man.
"Yes. What can I do for you, sir?"
"One of your agents, Veronica Lepierre, is in our hands."
What? No. Veronica is the best agent that we had. It can't be.
"Who is this?"
"Edvard Cunningham." Edvard Cunningham? Isn't he the the archenemy of our mafia?
"Wait a second, sir." I answered.
I got Sir Strakovski and got him on the phone. Agent Lepierre's life is in his hands so every decision had to depend on him.
"What do you want, Cunningham?" he asked, very stern. "You've got yourself a deal. I'll go there right away." He continued.
He himself will go to that unknown place just for one agent? Usually, he would send somebody. There were even times he didn't send anybody at all. However, for this agent, he was willing to risk his life.
I was wrong about him, then. He didn't like Veronica Lepierre. He loved her.
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