He sighed, this terrible situation!
A bit later, he directly dialed the Pasiletto Manor, and this time the call went through.
"I'm looking for Alberto. I'm Lance."
The person who answered had heard of Lance's name, "Hold on, I'll see if he's available right now."
After waiting for about four or five minutes, just as Lance was starting to wonder if they couldn't find Alberto, the call was picked up, "What a terrible day, Lance!"
Hearing his voice of complaint, Lance let out a sigh of relief, "I was almost ready to have a black suit made for myself!"
"Your plans have fallen through, I have to say, you won't need to prepare that for me for at least thirty years!"
As he spoke, the topic abruptly shifted, "You must have heard the explosion."
"Yes, that's right, it gave me quite a scare."
Alberto seemed eager to share, "They're a bunch of lunatics, someone drove a car right in, and it was packed with damn explosives..."
He still breaks out into a cold sweat recalling it now!
