Patrick’s P.O.V.
“Why did you call me?” I asked Matthew White as soon as he reached the table where I was sitting right now in a restaurant. I got a call from him this morning when I was in my office that he wanted to meet me and it was urgent. I didn’t want to hear anything from any White but he was an exception there. He was not like others. That was why I agreed to meet him here.
“Thanks for your time, Mr Warner… well… someone wants to talk to you”, he sat down but the way he was looking around, he seemed nervous and anxious too. I felt that he was scared of something. “Who wants to talk to me?” I asked him while noticing his movements. He looked at me this time and took a deep breath. “Mrs Janet White, Sara’s mother”, he told me and I clicked my tongue this time. “She… she can’t come
