I was exhausted, all I wanted was a good
hot shower and to zone out in front of the TV, but I knew I wouldn’t get any as
soon as I got in. Kory was fiddling with
the remote, the set-top gizmo was blinking wildly in response, and the screen
was flashing on and off to angry buzzes and beeps. He looked up as I threw down my gear on the
sofa.
“Some friend of yours called a million
times. Asked to call back. Seemed pretty desperate.”
“What name? Why didn’t you tell him to call
the cell?” Really, Kory could be
seriously weird.
“Sounded something like Raavan. Or maybe Ravin and I misheard. I did tell him. He said he couldn’t cope with cells and
stuff, fixed line was as far as he was prepared to go, what with his family
problems. Maybe I misunderstood that
too. He sounded odd, quite insane actually.”
