CLAYTON POINT OF VIEW.

I couldn't believe my ears.

Normally, I would have descended into an unquenchable rage, but I settled into a kind of stupor, almost like I was drunk and was feeling an overpowering weakness all over my body. I walked across the room to where I had flung my phone, picked it up and to my surprise, it was still on. I could hear that metallic thrumming of Trent's voice. I held the phone without speaking to it and went back to sit.

"Are you sure of this information?" I said ...