Clipped Wings
With those parting words Whiz hung up the phone.
Although I knew that Whiz was right, I still hesitated in calling Hawk. I worried about how he and Ophelia would get along, or even if he would be willing to help. In a sense Hawk ran his own organization and although we crossed paths, I had never asked him for assistance. With a heavy sigh I slowly accepted what I already knew; Hawk was my best solution to this problem. With uncertainty weighing on my heart, I reached for my phone and dialed his number.
“This is Hawk” his voice was rough, and slightly muffled like he had something in his mouth.
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