Part 3: Chapter 16

(Next day)

Patrick's P. O. V

I was dressing up for work when I heard my phone ring. Picking it up, I didn't bother to check who was called when I picked it up.

" Hello, who's this?" I said into the phone, adjusting my tie.

" It's Alex." His low voice filtered through.

" Hey man, how are you? We've been worried about you."

" I'm fine but I really don't have time to talk. How's Sylvia? "

" She's fine. " I replied, picking up my car keys and heading out.

" Can I talk to her?"

" You're going to have to call me later for that, I'm no where near her. " Stopping for a second, I continued. " Why do you sound so tensed?"

" Because, I'm not supposed to be calling you in the first place. I'm still at home and only God knows if Tasha's listening in. " He muttered, his voice thick with anger. I shrugged.

" Okay, why don't you call in he evening? I'll be with Sylvia then and you can talk to her. "

" Okay. Thanks man. "

" You're welcome. "

" Bye now. "He said and hung up. I placed th