[Now FEATURED by @Crime] "Hello?" He made no effort to conceal his irritation. There was no answer. He frowned. "Hello?" "Am I speaking to Tomas Carter?" A female voice came through to his end. The voice was low but not unstable or timid. Carter didn't seem to recognize the voice. "Yes you are. Who's this?" A fleeting minute of silence which was only filled with Carter's heavy breathing and the tick-tocking of his alarm clock passed. The caller finally said slowly, "I can't tell you my name." The haze that had clouded Carter's eyes suddenly lifted. He flicked on the bedside lamp and checked the time from his small red clock. It read twelve fifty-six am. "Okay. Where are you calling from?" No response for nearly ten seconds and then, "the Presidential Villa." "Huh? Is this a prank call or something? Because if it is--" "I know who ROSE is," the caller said and click, the line went dead. **WATTIES RETRY AWARD WINNER**