Ryan stared at the text message on his phone like he had just seen a ghost.
He had not received a text from Damien in years and now that he did? Damien was asking to see him.
Ryan didn't know what to make out of it.
Was Damien finally ready to give him a listening ear? Or was this another way to lure him into the unknown?
He quickly dialled the number that texted and the receiver answered on the first ring.
"You have a lot of nerve calling me, don't you?" Damien's voice came in strong on the other end.
"I…" Ryan stammered. "I just wanted to make sure it was really you."
"Hmmm" Damien murmured. "9:30 sharp. Don't keep me waiting Hastings."
Before Ryan could say a word, Damien hung up the phone and took in a deep breath.
Damien stood at the window, staring out at the quiet street beyond the gate.
His breathing was heavy, arms folded across his chest.
His phone came down from his ear and his arms hung by his side.
