"Marcus.." I said in a hushed tone.

"It's been a while." His deep but gentle voice boomed through the phone, making me shiver in suspense.

"Y..yes.. it's been a while." I stammered.

All of a sudden, I'm feeling skittish. I should be elated, it's been a while since I last saw him, since I last heard his oddly comforting voice.

Or am I this way because I missed him so much?

"You used the card I gave you years ago. Why's that??" He suddenly asked.

My movements stilled as my mind processed his question. How did he know?? Why wouldn't he? The card is his. Is this the reason he...