Phillip reluctantly hung up the phone.
The other person in the room lay sprawled on the sofa and poked his head out from behind a book to look at Phillip. “The famous Gary Caldwell, I presume?”
“The one and only.” When the other man said nothing more, Phillip looked over into a pair of brown eyes below raised eyebrows. “I’m fine.”
“And I think you’d do well to undertake some therapy.”
“You?”
“I’m retired and no longer registered.”
“Can’t you offer advice as a…” Phillip hesitated.
“A friend?” Matthew finished for him.
Matthew Stokes—retired psychologist, villa owner, much older and straight and an odd person to throw Phillip a life line, but he had done just that. Much to Phillip’s chagrin, Matthew had suggested he make use of the villa and hadn’t shown any surprise over Phillip bei
