Breaking Article 134 Ch 08
The jangling ring of the phone woke me up a few hours later. ‘Hello?’ I rubbed my face and tried not to yawn. ‘Are you okay?’ I frowned and rubbed my face again. ‘Sir?’ ‘Yes. Are you okay?’ I could hear the sounds of people behind him. He was in a store or something. ‘I fractured my foot, sir.’ He muttered something. ‘What’d they do?’ ‘Put it in a cast. How’d you get this number, sir?’ ‘Are you on Quarters?’ ‘No, sir. Don’t call me again.’ ‘Remember the arrangement we made?’ ...