Ethan
He had connections everywhere. He could be monitoring me right now.
My phobia overtook my senses. It was weird for a son to be afraid of his father. Who wouldn't? My head the several steps he must have taken already.
I was losing it. My phone chimed, breaking my disturbing thoughts. I picked it up hoping it was Alex. I haven't had the time to register the number he uses to call me.
"Alex? Please, We can come to an agreement but..."
"Too late, Ethan."
I stopped breathing. The voice, It sounded...sounded like my father.
"Dad?"
"At least you still give me that title. You abandoned me, son."
"I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter son, You're safe and Agatha is bringing you back soon."
He sounded relieved. After my disappearance, I learned he had been sick. He sounded better. I wa
