Chapter 27: Meeting Jason
The following morning, Faye demanded to see me, waking me from a good night’s sleep. My cellphone buzzed three consecutive times. I answered it in a drunken-like state, slurring my words.
“Hello.”
“Did I wake you?”
“Yes.”
“You should be up anyway. Race to my condo for breakfast. There are things I have to tell you.”
“You can tell me right now by phone.”
“I insist you come here, Paul.” She sounded hurried, direct, and to the point.
I sighed, realizing that I made a better doormat for her as opposed to anything else. “Let me get a quick shower, and I’ll be right over.”
“Snappy. Make it snappy.”
“Sure. Yeah. Okay,” I said without any enthusiasm whatsoever and ended the call.
