ZANE
Matt’s name flashed on my phone for the second time today and somehow, I knew that it wasn’t going to be good.
So, I pulled away from Tessa and the guys before picking the call and listening to what he had to say.
The call had been all about business… something about needing me at the station and his voice was sharp and more direct, leaving no room for arguments.
“Zane, I’m gonna need you here.” His voice was cold. “Now. In person, because somehow they don't have your address on file.” That is convenient.
“Care to tell me what this is about?” I had the feeling. The type that told me this was going to be a problem for me. Maybe even my career.
“You'll know when you get here. Just know it's important…”
“Okay, I'm on my way.” I mumbled into the phone.
I rubbed the back of m
