“An accident?”
“Last night. You hit the panic button and Andy was alerted so we left the party and-“
“Stop! I don’t care for the preamble. Just say it.” Unfortunately, I think I know what’s coming and he knows I know cause he just nods at me. “How is he? Where is he?” Every time he appears something happens and ground grumbles underneath me. Seems like he made a deal with the devil to make my life a living hell.
“He is in Cheruton. That’s all I know right now.”
“You own the freaking place so tell me how is he?” I am so sick and tired. Sick and tired of losing people I love and care for. Sick and tired of being lied to.
“That’s all I know.” He insists that he has no further information, but I know he is being vague to torture me. To keep me in the dark while I drive myself cra
