When I spoke, the silence on the other end of the phone was deafening.

Three seconds later, the phone was hung up with a loud click.

Tch, how anticlimactic.

I shook my head and called the police.

When Lorenzo Graham and the police arrived, the five of us were sitting in a circle playing cards.

"Flynn Quasar, are you even any good? Can you count cards or not?"

Flynn Quasar's face was plastered with band-aids, ...