“I said, ‘It could’ve been worse.’ And he gave me this weird smile and said, ‘Yeah, it could’ve been your head.’ Who the hell says that? I don’t know, Timofey. Maybe I should have just called you. But the way he was asking about where you were staying… I just felt like he was up to something weird.” She slouches forward, looking exhausted. “I’m sorry. I tried to call, but you weren’t picking up.”
“I didn’t get your calls.”
I don’t know why it’s important for her to know I wasn’t ignoring her, but it is. I had my phone on “Do Not Disturb.” Stupid in hindsight, but I needed the quiet.
Because of it, Piper is standing in front of me. Is that failure or fate?
She nods. “I didn’t want to leave without you knowing that something is going on. Do you know who he is?”
Piper recalled the story
