"Uhm... okay, uncle. Call you later." He ended the call.Our gazes were locked in on each other. It was quiet and a bit tensed for me. What was going on right now?

"Why?" He finally asked, emotions overwhelming on his face.

"Why what?" I threw back, not understanding what the actual problem was.

"You went to see the President behind my back and speak to him on my behalf?" He sounded as though he couldn't believe it.

"Something wrong? You don't like it?" I didn't like the little straws of ...