William’s POV
Two weeks later, I was still thinking about that accident when my phone rang. I looked at the screen and saw a number I didn't recognize. I picked it up, and the man on the other end introduced himself as Riley. He was the man whose vehicle was hit.
I asked if he'd found out how much the repairs would cost, and he told me it would be two million dollars. I couldn't believe it. "Wow, that's a lot of money," I said. He laughed and said, "How much do you have?"
I asked him where he was and if we could meet up to talk about it. He told me he was in town and suggested we meet at a coffee shop near my house. I agreed, knowing it would be good to talk things over in person. I was a little apprehensive, but I also felt a sense of relief that we would finally be able to sort thi
