"Hello Eric... I believe you have something for me, just as how I have something for you"
"Who is this?" His voice rang through the phone like a chord. It was low and threatening, as if daring me to tell him.
"Why I'm your friend! You know, the one you almost killed in the park... Who am I kidding? You weren't even close." I sang casually.
"Listen you little bitc-"
"Hey hey no need to be rude now Eric" I bit back. "I just called to tell you that I am at 24 Oliver Street in a quite nice house, with a woman that is apparently married to a madman, who by the way, knows how to throw a punch" I held my jaw and shot her another look before returning to my conversation.
"So I bet you can tell that she is not my favourite person right now and thus my conscience will find no problem with me pu
