Love or what?

Redford held his phone, his fingers wrapped carefully around it. He spoke in a hushed tone, his device close to his ear.

"You have to do that on time, no more questions.” He said to the person at the other line and ended the call, slipping his device into his pocket in a rough manner.

He inserted a card, and that gave him access to the office as the door flung opened by itself.

He strode into the office only to stop at the sight of Amy. Amy, hunched over her desk as her head buried in her work.

She was so engrossed in drawing the design...