This was a bad idea. But he still did it.
And now he was suffering the consequences.
Great. He thought to himself as he looked over some papers. This is just great. He rubbed his temples. He should have known this would happen. London was no place for him and his friend. Especially his friend.
He sighed walked over to the phone. Quietly he flipped through the phone book faithfully stationed by its partner. Finally he settled on a page in the business section and slid his gloved finger down the yellowed page, it softly cracked under his touch, looking for the right name. He nearly passed it because of his headache but found the right one. He read it carefully twice, memorizing the name. Then he picked up the sleek telephone and smoothly lifted up the phone piece.
Despite expecting it he winced as the operator said "Hello. How may I help you?"
"Would you please connect me to-"
"Could you please speak up sir? I'm having a hard time understanding you."
He paused, reminding himself to be patient, and cleared his throat.
"Would you please connect me to Dr Logan L Gandhi?"
"The law firm Smith and Gandhi?"
"No, Dr Gandhi's personal phone, if you please."
"Do you have his number?"
The man gave it.
There was a clicking noise and then buzzing.
A/n: The pictures (including the cover) in this book are mine (unless otherwise specified). I drew them. Please do not use them without giving me (Blake Shakespeare) credit. The characters are not mine. (Obviously. This is a Sander Sides fan fic). I is not saying the drawings are good (I probably will redo them some day) but I is saying they're mine.
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