Black left twenty minutes later and Adler, Valion and Trey met back in the drawing room after dismissing their men. Trey made the call to Phelps putting the phone on speaker and placed it on the table in front of him. It rang for only a couple of chirps before the deep voice of Phelps answered, a little curious tone in his voice due to the unknown number.
“Phelps.” He called down the line.
“Delta Phelps…it’s Trey Bashop.”
The line went quiet for a moment and they could hear a rustling and a door being closed.
“Trey? Is it really you?” Phelps asked surprise evident in his voice.
“Yeah, it’s really me…” Trey chuckled.
“Is Adler with you?” Phelps immediately asked with concern.
“Yeah, I’m here.” Adler spoke up cautiously. “And we know exactly where you are.”
Phelps went quiet again be
