Chapter 25

• I barged to the living room. Hames was on the sofa opposite the television. Though the television was turned on to an obviously romantic-comedy, he wasn't watching it but had his attention focused on his laptop, hitting its keys with his fingers aggressively.
• I stopped right in front of him, standing in akimbo and held my phone up to face him.
• I was about to call him Mr Hendrix but I remembered he had said I could call him Hames. "Hames, please I need an explanation."