HE picked up the call with a sneer on his face.

"Hello", he howled into the phone.

"What the hell is wrong with you?", Dino asked, without as much as a greeting or something like that, as cold as his son.

Oswald snorted and sighed. He already knew why his dad was calling, he must have been informed, he knew.

"What Dad?", he enquired, pretending not to know his reason for calling.

"Hey, don't pretend you know nothing about what I'm asking", he said and Oswald scoffed, and he kept mute and was silent for a while.

The silence crept so long that Dino became impatient and had to speak....