The Hunger Part Two
* * * * * The insistent ring of the bedside phone woke me. I moved Azelia slightly so I could reach the annoying thing. “Hello?” I said. “Good morning, Mr. Smith. This is your ten o'clock wake-up call, as you requested. Would you care for breakfast, sir? We would be happy to bring you a tray,” the cheery female voice said. “Thank you for calling. I shall make my decision about breakfast in a bit.” I hung up the phone. “John? What happened last night?” Azelia said,...