Donatus walked quietly into his compound without responding to the greeting of Henry who was the one that had opened the gate. His face was expressionless and tired-looking. He stood aside and waited for the young man to finish locking the gate.

"Henry," he called.

"Sir?", Henry answered, running over to meet him.

"Where is Timothy? Go and call him for me."

With that, he walked straight to his front door while Henry ran off on the errand.

Minutes later, Timmy strolled into Donatus' parlour. He found the man seated on a couch and reading a newspaper.

"You called me?", Timothy murmured gruffly.

"Ehen Timothy. Why have you not been...