Mike cleaned the sweats dripping from his forehead with one hand as he moved the steering wheel with the other hand. He was driving to Sam's office that morning.

He pulled the car in the parking lot and headed to Sam's office while adjusting the sleeve of his brown shirt. He smiled at the janitor and asked for directions to Sam's office and he was directed.

Mike barged into Sam's office and Sam was shocked to see him. It was the early hours of the day. 9am to be precise.

Sam immediately closed the open file before him and folded his arms across his chest. He began to wonder what...