Samuel sat hunched over his desk, eyes fixed on the flurry of documents that demanded his attention. His phone vibrated, and he almost ignored it. But something about the persistent buzz made him pause. A glance at the screen revealed an unknown number flashing across it.
He frowned, his irritation spiking. "Not today," he muttered, swiping to reject the call. Work was already piling up, and he didn't have the patience for more distractions. He set his phone back down, attempting to refocus.
A minute later, a message notification popped up. Samuel hesitated, then picked up his phone. The message read, Samuel, this is Cain. If you don't pick up my call, you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
The words sent a chill racing down his spine. His jaw clenched. Cain. That name, dripping with past bitterness, made his heart pound. Before he could fully grasp what it meant, his phone rang again. Same unknown number.
