Chapter 25“Dad?”
“Yes, what is it?”
“There some guy on the phone—he sounds like a general—he’s asking if you’re in. Are you?”
“Did you ask for his name?”
“Yeah. He says he’s Sir Gillian... or something like that.”
“That’s Sir Gillian to you, and yes, I’m in. I’ll be right there.”
James ran back into the house from the garage where he had been washing the car. Grabbing the receiver from his son’s hand, he blurted, “What’s happening, Sir Gillian?” dispensing with the usual niceties. “For you to call me at home, something must be wrong...”
“Yes. I’ll come to the point directly...”
“Is Talya all right? That’s all I am interested in hearing.” James’s abruptness only slightly betrayed what he felt—he was afraid for Talya.
“I understand, and I think she is—”
“Pardon me for interrupting
