“BETHANY?”
“Yes. Who’s this?”
“It’s Renn...remember me?”
Bethany breathed a sigh of relief. Not many people had her cell number. She was hoping no crackpots or extremists had gotten a hold of it. She didn’t realize she hadn’t answered Renn.
“Are you there?” Renn asked.
“Yeah...yeah, I’m here. Sorry. I uh certainly do remember you.”
“I saw you on TV tonight. What you did...that was amazing. That took guts.”
“Not guts Renn, just money.”
“Come on, it took a lot of courage too. There are some crazy people out there that might not be too happy about it.”
Bethany became more concerned than she already had been. “Is that a warning?”
“No, no. Sorry. Nothing like that...it’s just...my father. He saw you on television too. He remembered you from, what? A year ago? Has it really been that l
