Patrick swung past Pam's first. At home, he took a shower and plugged in his phone. When it finally switched on, it exploded with messages. Anthony. Churo. His mother. Katelina.

She was the only one he called back.

Her words were sleepy, "Hello? Patrick?"

"Hey, did I wake you?"

"It's after midnight, what do you think?"

He cursed silently. "Sorry."

"No big deal, though I have to work tomorrow. Is your mom okay?"

My mom? Then he ...