Double digit?

Tony wasn't sure if Paolo's news meant the problem was over or not. Sofia was staying over and slipped into his room just after midnight, but he shooed her away. He wasn't up for anything or anyone tonight. He wouldn't sleep either.

He was in his office really early having spoken to neither of the women at home about his predicament. At 09.30, he got a text. His heart sank as he scrabbled to open it. It read:

'It seems you missed our payment deadline Mr Monelli. You seem to be giving us two fingers. Two can play at that.'