Into the Blue (Extract)

His red, dazzling suit glimmered as he entered the dining room. Although he wasn’t speaking too loudly, the silence in the dinner room amplified his voice. Heads turned to look at him. From a distance, one would think he was talking alone - like a mental psychosis. But a small Bluetooth earpiece was clipped on his ear, an indication that he was on a mobile phone conversation. His free hands flew in the air, gesturing haphazardly as he babbled on in his seemingly argumentative dialogue.
  “That’s why I couldn’t bring you here with me. You are such nuisance!” He snapped and looked around at perplexed eyes that glared at him. And what the hell are you looking at? He seemed to be thinking. Like a red sculpture he stood in the middle of the room, daring anyone to throw a word at him. Silence. Long, thick silence.