Alan Morgan sat alone in his Office Room, feeling like he was on pins and needles.
I'm done for, I'm done for! I might really get banished to the frontier this time. What should I do?
Help!
He needed to call for help.
So once again, he dialed Owen Lewis's number.
Owen Lewis, who was in Canada at the time, was in the arms of his wife, enjoying his beauty sleep.
"Alan Morgan, if you don't have anything urgent, just you wait until I get back, and I'll wring your neck!" Owen Lewis bellowed, absolutely furious.
Annie Davidson frowned at the noise and smacked a hand across Owen Lewis's handsome face.
SLAP! The sound was very loud in the quiet hospital.
Evidently, Alan Morgan on the other end of the phone also heard this crisp slap.
Hmm... Lewis got hit by Annie again?
"Speak up!"
On the other end, Owen Lewis was gritting his teeth, but his voice was much lower now.
Alan Morgan hesitated for a moment, then also lowered his voice.
