'Did you put this on my bed?" I asked holding up the letter and he eyed it with thinly veiled annoyance.

'Why would I put a letter on your bed?"

'Someone's in the house then," I said and he scoffed, 'I'm serious; someone put this on my bed."

'There is no one in this house except the both of us," he said, 'And now that you're finally here; we have a lot to discuss."

'I don't have time for this," I began, 'I need to call Greg."

'You will not-'

'Shut up!" I ...