Maira looked at their departure with relief and then approached Robert, "Aren't you okay, Robert?"

Robert tried to get up as Maira carried him into the restaurant.

"Please...take my mobile phone from the right side of my trouser pocket Maira! Please call...my uncle!" Robert cried softly.

Maira took Robert's mobile phone and searched for a contact name, fortunately Robert had named his uncle Allan Watson. Once connected, Maira put the phone on speaker.

Robert grinned at his uncle's response which was always sarcastic to him.

"Uncle! Come quickly! Help me...I mean...help Eve! Eve needs help! Someone's after her! Hurry! I'm on the Johnsonville road..." Robert's speech was cut off.

Tut!...