I had just got of the cab and was walking along the sidewalk on Exhibition Street when I felt my Blackberry vibrate. I was late for a meeting on the 31st floor of the Telstra building – so I thought it was one of my colleagues calling to ask where I was. The number showed up PRIVATE NUMBER.
“Jackson.” I answered.
“Hello?” a man’s voice said.
“Yes, this is Jackson.”
“Ah yes. Sorry to bother you. But do you know a girl named Sophia?”
I stopped walking. “Uh, yes. Why?”
“Did she just go to Hong Kong?” he asked.
I was very stationary now. “Yes she did. Who the hell is this?”
“Well I am her boyfriend. I live in Toronto, Canada.”
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