C58 Fifty eight

AUTHOR’S POV:

Roman fiddled with his phone in hand as he paced around the room, pondering. His gaze flicked to his right hand, still wrapped in gauze for a few more seconds before turning on his phone, having made up his mind. He keyed in a few digits on his phone and dialled it before leaning against a wall, patiently waiting as it continued to ring. It took a while before the call was answered