“Nothing. I just said I called to let them know I’d lost my phone so they wouldn’t worry if they called and I didn’t answer. I was worried the cops might have it, actually, and they’d answer it if my folks rang.”
Remus sighed, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to chew nervously on it. “Okay,” he eventually replied, “but you need to keep it quick and give them absolutely no details about where we are—”
“I’m not an i***t, Remy.”
“I know,” Remus said, reaching to take Murphy’s hand in his bigger one. “But you’re also not used to this kind of…subterfuge.”
Murphy chuckled at Remus’ serious tone and expression. “You make us sound like spies. The FBI doesn’t know what it was giving up when they let you go.”
Remus favored him with a brief smile and opened his mouth to speak, but at tha
