Noah walked out of the room closing the door softly, I held the phone to my ear, biting my lip nervously. I knew Stan would answer he always would.
"Cass?" Stan answered the phone with no preamble. He knew an unidentified number must have been me.
"Yeah it's me," I said gently.
"Where have you been. Are you OK?"
"I'm ... well I'm not ok but I will be." I said pushing myself up to sitting with a wince as the wound in my side was tugged.
"What happened Cass? "
"You don't want to know," I said, placing a hand firmly to my side holding the wound firmly.
"I asked didn't I?"
"Stan, this is hardly the most important issue right now." I gritted my teeth.
"No, Casey it is very f*****g important. Aiden is f*****g insane. He's refusing to listen to anyone who even mentions your f*****g name
