Richard.
The meeting at Thomas's apartment was still ongoing. We had yet to decide on the right course of action, who to involve, and whether or not to wait. I got a bit restless. It was still morning, but I wanted to go home.
My mother was throwing a small get-together, and I suspected they would use the opportunity to have Raven and me pick a date for our wedding. I wished I didn't have to deal with what I was dealing with now. A normal life would have been better, but with the kind of family connections I had, it was impossible to live a normal life.
While still on the couch, a call came in. I reached for the phone in my pocket and was surprised to see an unknown number, possibly from a phone booth. I didn't want to guess who it was, so I just answered.
"Mr Bradford," I heard a fra
