"Mathias, why have you called me?" Luca asked, annoyed that he was being interrupted by someone he clearly disliked.
"I heard you were injured. I've been contemplating whether to call you or not when my inner voice said I should," Mathias replied, attempting a cordial tone.
"Drop all this flattery and give me the real reason why you called me," Luca said, his hand tightening on the steering wheel of his car as he drove towards the office.
"I would like to see Sara," Mathias stated simply.
"Are you out of your mind?" Luca shot back immediately, incredulously.
"No, I am perfectly sane."
"Mathias, cut the nonsense and say what exactly you want," Luca's tone turned stern and threatening.
"I have to tell her something," Mathias replied, maintaining his insistence. "And if you refuse me to see her, you'll miss an important piece of information that involves her. I'll be coming to your home in the evening. Take care, okay?"
