I dialled my lawyer's number and waited for him to pick up my call.
We were in the middle of our discussion when Andrew barged in again, holding three long folders of a different color, but I simply motioned him to put them inside my drawer on the left side.
"What is this?" I heard him mumble and I furrowed my eyebrows when he stood up with a small white box in his hands.
Then I remembered the package Denise told me a few weeks ago. I didn't touch it then and completely lost in my mind.
"What is this?" Andrew asked again and because I was also curious, I told my lawyer that I will call him again after a few minutes.
I ended the call and faced the confused and curious Andrew.
"I don't know." I shrugged.
"How long has it been there?"
"Three weeks, I guess. Denise told me about it but I decided not to open it then."
Yeah, I decided not to open it because I thought it came from Sophia and I was afraid of knowing what was inside of that small box. What if it's her wedding ring?
"For goodness sake, Daniel Kelley! Three weeks and you haven't opened it until now? What if it's a bomb or something explosive?"
"Andrew, I'm not an idiot for not knowing if it's a bomb! And if it's ever something explosive, do you think you're still here standing in front of me and holding that box which is not yours?"
He sighed, rolling his eyes and put the box in front of me.
"Why don't you open it so you'll know what's inside of it?"
He asked but I pushed it towards him.
"You opened it."
He looked at me, confused.
"But you said it's not mine."
"Yeah, but I want you to open it."
"Fine!"
He took the small box and slowly tore off the white wrapper, but I lowered my head and avoided seeing its content. But I immediately looked up when I heard what he said.
"What the heck----- a flash drive?"
"What did you say?"
He showed me the green thing in his hand, and yes I heard it correctly. It's a flash drive. I felt a sudden relief inside me when I saw that it was not Sophia's wedding ring, but I also got confused as to who would send that thing to me.
"Who would send you a fucking flash drive?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking."
"Why don't you plug this on, so we can know the content?" He tried to connect it to my computer but I stopped him.
"No! Not in my computer! We don't know if that contain viruses or something to hack our systems."
"So what are we going to do with this?"
"Let's go to the IT department."
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Andrew's POV:
"That fucking son of a bitch!"
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