The Mind Reader
Brady asked.
“Where are you? I am here outside the memorial. I’m afraid that if I go in there, they might be there and recognize me,” says the man on the other end of the line.
“I’ll be there soon,” said Brady. “I’m heading out.”
With the phone safely tucked away in his pocket, Brady shifted his gaze towards Rye.
After Brady stowed away his phone, he shifted his gaze towards Rye. “Your promise,” Brady uttered.
“What? Who’s on the phone?” Rye asked.