DAVID'S patience had finally run thin.

For days, he had tried to reach Oswald. Call after call. Message after message. Nothing.

It was like Oswald had vanished into a world of his own, shutting everyone out.

David understood that his boss was dealing with something, but business couldn't wait.

And now, with the contract finally arriving again, free of that ridiculous clause, Oswald needed to know. Time was running out. Not that Wellington Enterprises would get fed up waiting and take back their contract, but that business had to take its course no matter what was going on.

So here he was, sitting in his car in front of the...