Chapter 226: Getting Answers II
A significant pause ensued on the other end of the phone after Ewan’s question. Sandro and Ewan exchanged cursory glances, wondering why Zack was taking so long to answer such a simple question.
"Hello... Zack? Why aren’t you speaking—" Ewan scowled when the line cut abruptly.
Sandro furrowed his brow, watching as Ewan glared at the phone hotly, as if the device itself were at fault. "He ended the call?"
"Obviously, Sandro," Ewan huffed, tapping his thighs furiously. Kissing his teeth in frustration, he snatched up the phone and dialed Zack’s number again. This time, it went straight to voicemail.
The sly old man had blocked him! That infidel! That stupid...!
Ewan angrily flung the phone; it hit the car dashboard and fell to the floor unceremoniously while Sandro watched in silence.
The tension in the air was palpable, and Ewan’s frustration radiated throughout the car.
Sensing Ewan’s foul mood, Sandro kept quiet, his mind racing on how they could get hold of Zack—that was the only way he could speak, the only topic he could talk on, without Ewan biting his head off.
"You should go back to the office, handle things there..." Ewan started after a few beats had passed, startling Sandro.
The statement was completely off point! Why would he go back to the office? What about Zack? Sandro wondered, narrowing his eyes.
"My assistant can handle things perfectly well. The system we have put in place has made it possible for the company to thrive without our presence for a couple of days. Besides, we need to locate Zack. Or is there a change of plans?"