He walked into class a few minutes late, but he didn't care. His mind was elsewhere. Taking a seat in the back of the lecture hall, he pulled the small desk across his lap and lowered his head to his folded arms. Business Law was a class he'd already taken in Texas, but for some unknown reason, the credits didn't transfer, so here he was again. At least the class would be an easy-A, and he didn't really have to pay attention that closely.

His phone clucked, and he jolted ...