Jay
"I'll let Dr. Trevon catch you up to speed on things for now. I can't stay on the phone too long. I have to find a new hiding place for my phone. I love you, Jay. Don't be reckless, and listen to Anon. He's more level-headed than you." Misha mocks.
"Oh really? We will see about that. Anon has his faults, too, you know, but I love you too, babe. Please be careful." I beg as I reluctantly hang up the phone.
The moments after the line disconnect feel like an eternity. Misha's voice still lingers in my ear. It's not until Anon speaks that I regain my composure.
"Well, Dr. Trevon, it seems Misha has placed his trust in you. I don't trust easily, but I will give you a chance for Misha's sake. So, I'm assuming he sent you here for a reason. What exactly are you here for?" Anon interrogates the anxious man.
