C168 Chapter 168

“Do you own a clock?” Steven whisper-yelled into the phone as a fresh wave of pain assaulted his forehead.

“Quit whining, City Boy. It's almost dawn.”

“You call 3:30 AM almost dawn?”

“Yes. Now do you want to hear what I have to say or is your precious sleep more important?”

“Fine. I'm listening.” Steven said, as he struggled to sit up in bed