Richard: Part IV
The phone was beeping and rattling on the nightstand. Eyes closed and face half-buried in the pillow, he scrabbled around, grabbed it. Dragged it closer. “What?” “George, it’s me. Tony. You awake?” “mrgl… yeah, I guess. What the fuck, Tony!? It’s three in the fucking morning!” “George, wake up. This is important.” “Yeah, yeah, I’m […]