Helanie:
"Please pick up my call." I had been impatiently waiting for Norman to answer for the last half an hour.
"Ugh!" I grunted. "Neither of them are picking up."
I complained just as Emmet returned, holding two coffee mugs.
"He isn't responding?" Emmet asked. When I gave him a nod, he sat down and started pulling out his phone as I accepted the coffee.
"Try his office number. He doesn't always take his phone with him to the warehouse when he's checking the weapons," Emmet suggested, giving me Norman's office number. I almost slapped my forehead for never saving it.
Norman had stored all his numbers in my phone over time, but with my phone always breaking or other issues coming up, I had lost them more than once.
I called the number this time, and just like Emmet predicted, Norman picked up.
"Hmm?" he answered, sounding like he was too busy to talk.
"Norman," I said, feeling my heartbeat rise in my chest.
