C54 Trouble
A black Rolls-Royce sped along the noisy street at lightning speed, its slender fingers fiercely beating the steering wheel, a pair of eagle-like eyes staring straight ahead.
"Mr. Peter, please give me some more time. I will give you some time to resolve this problem. What exactly is going on with the stock market falling this time?"
A man's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone