Slowly, Mr Fin diverted his attention to where his cell phone lay beside his black Apple laptop.
Normally he would have ignored the call since he was in the middle of something but he couldn't ignore the call when he saw the Caller's ID.
"Hello...,"
"Joan is in trouble," An anxious man broke the news at the other end causing Mr Fin to spring up from his grey executive chair.
"She is your woman so why are you telling me...,"
"Because it happened inside the campus my men can't intervene. Their identity will be compromised," He blurted.
"If you are worried about her, I will get some of the security guards to make sure no harm comes to her...,"
"I am afraid even you will have a hard time keeping her under control if you go there, not to mention mere security guards. I bet she wouldn't even spare them a second glance," He replied and paced about the front of the black car behind him.
