Epilogue 2 Willingness

“First things first,” Jude said. He fished his phone out of his pocket and right in front of everyone at the table, he dialed a number and spoke like he was alone in the room. “My friend, am I not going to beat around the bush.”

Jude’s words obviously expressed closeness to the person he was talking to. Not just by the tone and informality of his words, but by the loud cackle he made after saying them with a radiant smile sporting his face. But with only himself hearing the response of the person he was speaking to over the phone, only Jude’s voice could be heard by everyone with him in the room.

“I am in darn need of your help, right now. And that means to say I need your presence right here in my place. I will send you the address—”

Jude took a halt as if the other person said something to make him pause from his words. But the older man just laughed even louder than earlier he did.

“I know, I know. Of course. Yeah. Yeah—” He halted again for a moment but reasoned with a boistero