Conflict

Tony did not know how he had woken up. When he opened his eyes in his absurdly large, soft bed—big enough to sleep four or five women—the piercing sound of a ringtone rang in his ears. "What's going on? Didn't I say not to call me while I'm sleeping, no matter how serious it is?" Lying in bed with his phone in one hand, Tony answered the call. A strange male voice soon came from the other end. "Good morning, Mr. Tony.