"See you soon."
Micah didn't wait for the person on the other end of the call to return his regard before hanging up.
He already fetched what he wanted, and that was all that mattered.
"What did he say?"
Micheal stepped next to him, coaching his brother with a mindful gaze. Just like Micah, his poise was tense.
As if controlled by the same catena, both men turned towards the Karaoke aisle.
A drunk duo stumbled out of one of the rooms, shrieking careless, hysteric giggles.
Micah lowered at them like they left a bitter taste in his mouth while Micheal peeled his gaze away to return them to his brother.
"Well? "He pressed on, his tone patient despite the urgency of his inquiry.
Because he had been with Micah throughout the phone call, he had heard his end of the phone exchange
