EMILIO'S POV
The young man was really surprised to see me back at the phone store and had actually believed that I had come to query him over something.
"Is something wrong, sir?" He asked me to try his hardest to disguise his fears.
I at this point was in no mood for reassurance. All I wanted right now was to get the damned phone fixed and if I would need to play baddie to get that done, then so be it.
"Fix this." I said to him as I slammed the phone in front of him.
He took one look at it and became frightened.
"Wasn't this..." He started off but the glare in my eyes instantly shut him up for good as he swallowed. "Okay, sir."
"And do not attempt to wipe the memory. I want it to be good as new." I said to him,
"Okay, sir. You could return in about three hours, I'll have it ready
