"Sean Cameron's Custom Cars, how may I help you?" Lenny asked.
"Hello, can you please direct to Sean Cameron?" Emma asked as she nervously tapped her foot and softly bit the tip of her thumb.
"He isn't taking any phone calls today may I take a message?" Lenny answered as he watched Sean happily introduce his daughter to all the co- workers in the house.
"This is important, can you give me a number to reach him?" Emma urged.
"Can't do that sweetheart. Clients are only given the house. May I take a message?"
"Yes. You can tell Sean Cameron to answer this phone or I'm calling 911 for Kidnap. Your choice?"
"Excuse me?"
"Your choice." Emma said coldly.
There was a long pause.
"What's up Lenny?" Sean said as he saw Lenny frantically holding the phone and looking at the child.
"What's going on?" Sean said as he looked at the phone.
"Emma Nelson would like to speak with you. Now." Lenny said worriedly.
"Hang it up." Sean said as he walked away carefree not entertaining the conversation.
"She's threatening to call the cops Sean." Lenny said worriedly.
Sean took one more look at his daughter who was looking at the car shop workers. Totally oblivious to the conversation. They were laughing and joking with her and showing her cool tricks.
Sean then took the cordless phone from Lenny and took it towards a back room. Sean allowed his fingers to softly roam against the number keys as he thought about what to say to the mother of his long lost child. This would be the first time they've spoken in the last ten years. He needed to make sure every word he spat through his mouth would get through her stubborn hard head.
"Emma Nelson. Threatening to call the cops? Why I am not surprised." Sean scolded.
