DINNER

“The urgency is that Howie needs an assistant right away.”

“I got it, Dean. I’ll call her now and put her on the plane,” Paul said before he hung up.

I threw my phone on the bed and walked to the bathroom. I splashed some cool water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot and swollen. I also needed to shave, but I didn’t feel like it. I walked back to my phone and dialed Dr. Peters. I needed to see him right away.

“Connor? I’m surprised to hear from you,” he answered.

“I need to see you right away, it’s urgent.”

“Is everything alright?”

“No, it’s not, and that’s why I need to see you immediately.”

“Can you come to my office around noon?”

“Dr. Peters, I don’t think you understand. I’ll pay you triple your fee if you’ll see me within an hour.”

“Fine, Dean. I’ll see you in an hour.”

I threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, then headed downstairs. My phone rang, and as I looked at it, Ashley’s name appeared. Damn her.

“Yeah, what is it, Ashley?” I answered.