Charlie
Serena had gotten into trouble again. I could sense it from the number calling my phone. This time I was sure she went directly for the fish and got hooked by it.
My phone kept ringing as I sat in my car staring at the car park wall outside my office building. I picked it up without checking the screen.
"Am I speaking with Mr. Charles Thorne?" the voice on the other end asked.
"Speaking," I replied.
"Mr. Thorne, this is Officer Daniels from the fourth precinct, we have your wife here at the station, she was brought in approximately forty minutes ago and she has listed you as her emergency contact."
I said nothing for a full three seconds.
"Mr. Thorne, are you there?"
"I am here," I replied, "I will be there shortly."
I ended the call and sat there gripping the phone in my
