«It was three o'clock in the morning when the phone rang. That was the third time it rang in the past two hours. They had been calls from people I didn't know and in both cases they were wrong number calls. Some girl ordering a pizza (with mushrooms, pineapple and double amount of anchovies) and a guy calling an erotic line asking for Priscilla's special service. The most annoying part was that each time the phone had sounded, exactly, in that sweet moment when I was getting happily asleep again. Who could it be now? I looked down at the screen and it was another unknown number. I cancelled the call. Ten minutes later, another ring. The