Nathan
I pick up my buzzing phone.
“Brian?”
“How are you, Sir?”
I shake my head. Brian has been calling every time Amari is not nearby. I am starting to think that all he does these days is surveilling Jame, following my wife and calling me.
“Still fine, as I was an hour ago,” I say, amused and he laughs.
“Mrs Lord is fine. The scoundrel has moved out of the apartment,”
“He did?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Why?”
I am happy that James will be far away from us, but it seems odd that he would move away from Amari.
“Your aged friends chased him away. It was quite funny. That Mrs Gail is fierce, she knocked him with her walking stick before others joined in. Dude ran with his tail between his legs.”
I burst out in laughter. I can imagine how funny that was.
“I hope you have the footage,” I say
