Travis paced phoebe's room trying to reach John. The man looked impatient, felt like he wanted to tell John right away that Phoebe wasn't as bad as he thought, and wanted John to go over to Rachel and curse her for what he had done to Phoebe.
"Hello?" said someone on the phone.
"John, it's me, Travis," Travis said with relief, occasionally glancing at Phoebe who was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at him intently.
"Why did you call me?" asked John sounding so curt.
"I just wanted to let you know that Phoebe wasn't at fault for falling down the stairs that time, because she slipped and it was caused by an intruder on Rachel's orders," Travis said to the point.
"Rachel's orders?"
