Charlie stared out the window of his apartment, ignoring his cell phone for what seemed like the millionth phone call. His father hadn't stopped calling him, he'd even come by and pounded on the door angrily until a neighbor had to come out to tell him that Charlie probably wasn't home.
The reality was that Charlie hadn't left in days, which is why everyone assumed he was at work .
The office hadn't stopped calling either but Charlie really couldn't care less.
All he could do was wait- he'd sent Vincent the papers he had asked for, something he knew sooner or later would be noticed. he'd paid a few people, filed a false report and somehow had managed to get several charges dropped from Vincent's record. He knew sooner or later they would begin to ask him for things like that so he'd
