Carter
The voice seemed familiar, but I could not place it.
“Speaking.”
“Leah, it’s Jack. Jack Carter.”
“Jack,” I paused for a second, “How are you?”
“Always so pleasant. I need to ask you a favour as I know Logan will not ask you.”
“Of course.”
“I and my wife Chelsea, Logan’s mum, are having a family get together next weekend for his birthday.”
“His birthday?” I questioned.
“Logan didn’t tell you?”
“No!” I was surprised but also not somehow at the same time.