“Uh… yes. Yes, I did. Actually, I did get that email, and…” he cleared his throat. “That’s why I’m calling you. It’s vital that we meet right away. Before you get married. Could you possibly meet me at the café around the corner from your place?”

Derrick frowned slightly. “Sure, I guess that would be alright. Is anything wrong?” he asked, beginning to feel a slight sense of panic and worry.

“…well, not yet, but let’s meet and talk about things.” Greg sounded uncertain and stressed out.

“Alright. I can be there in twenty minutes,” Derrick answered.

Greg thanked him and ended the call. In the twenty minutes that followed,...