LEO'S POV
It was rather strange that my father had called me when he did. He wasn't one to call except when it was really important and then he sounded so worried when he spoke to me.
A myriad of thoughts ran through my head but none of them were acceptable to me.
"Do you have any idea why he might have called me?" I said to Chris, who had his head on the road.
"Huh? Called? Who are you talking about?" He asked, stealing a glance at me through the mirror a little above his head.
I sighed in frustration. "I'm speaking about my dad. When he called, he sounded so upset. I have a strong feeling something is wrong but I can't seem to wrap my hands around it."
Chris smiled. His smile was contagious and made me blush almost every time. "Well, I think he's just worried. It's way past closing
