"I only use people when they can helpreach my goals." James's voice was icy. "If that's all, I'm hanging up." "What if, one day, I ask you to take out Sophie? Would you?" The guy on the other end sounded like he was testing the waters, probing with curiosity.
James responded flatly, "She's a woman who's no longer in my life, so I won't go easy on her." "Alright, remember you said that." The line went dead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJames stared at the phone, now silent, then glanced at a bunch of missed calls from Angelo.
His brow furrowed deeply.
Sophie...
I hope you're tougher than you look.
Meanwhile, over at Burke Estate...
Angelo was pacing like a cat on a hot tin roof, clearly frazzled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat the heck is happening? James, you jerk! Not answering your phone! Angelo tried calling James again, only to find himself blocked.
"Darn it! I'm done trusting you!" With that, Angelo flung his phone aside. "You rat!" Sandy walked in just in tto catch this scene.
She was taken aback. "Bro, what's up with you?" Angelo's face was clouded with frustration for a moment.
When Sandy walked in, he pulled himself together. "It's just this mess with Sophie that's gotall wound up. It's not your problem. I'll work through it myself." "But I saw Sophie go downstairs earlier, and she seemed fine. She's always got strick up her sleeve and never lets anyone get the best of her Bro, you're just looking out for her, don't let it stress you out." QUMS Sandy tugged at Angelo's sleeve, and he finally took a deep breath. "Alright, for you, I'll drop it." "That's the spirit." Sandy grinned. "Hey, how about I call Dad? He dotes on me, he'd definitely step in to help Sophie!" "Him? He'd be more likely to drag us back hthan help. You're dreaming." "But..." Angelo was visibly irritated, gently nudging Sandy out of the room. "Enough, stop bugging me. I got myself into this mess, I'll figure out how to help Sophie." "Bro!"