“This is Lucas,” he answered his phone.
“Hi Dad,” I said.
“Please tell me this is a friendly phone call and you’re not in jail or need a body disposed of,” he said and I laughed out loud.
“You probably need to get back home,” I said to him as I looked at the big mansion that loomed in front of me.
“F&ck Ryder, what did you do?” he asked me.
“Well, I just killed Sire Andrew in Princeton…” I began.
“What the f&ck? Why are you even in Princeton? What the hell am I going to tell the Elders, what happened?” He asked his questions all in one go.
“The Elders are with me,” I said to him.
“Are they taking you into custody?” he asked me suddenly.
“Dad, it was a claim fight, breathe, okay. The Elders have been here the whole time, they approved the claim,” I said to him.
“Sh1t, I can’t leav
