NINETY EIGHT

Third Person's POV

Calan's eyes fluttered open on hearing his phone ringing softly from the nightstand, he let of Alexa gently before reaching out and picking up the vibrating device. On seeing that it was Micheal calling he assumed it had something to do with Leela, and so he pushed the covers of himself and got out of bed before answering the call.

"What's up?". He said as he walked to the other side of the room.

He didn't want Alexa waking up to hear him discussing Leela and what had happened earlier.

"Nothing much as of now". Micheal replied. "You good? You sound like you've been on sedatives".

He rolled his eyes before shaking his head. He cleared his throat nonetheless.

"I was asleep". He replied.

"It's four in the evening". Micheal said, he sounded unapologetically judgemental.

Calan combed his fingers through his hair. He obviously hadnt called to tell him about the status of the case with Leela.

"What exactly is it that you wanted?". He asked him.

"How's Alexa?".