68. Take what's mine and I'll kill what's yours.

"Why isn't she calling yet, damn it!" Rhydian checked his phone for the hundredth of time in the last half an hour. He was glued to a tiny device in his hand, unlocking and blocking it again constantly. Mordecai grew tired from watching how the man couldn't concentrate on the topics they had to talk about in front of him.

"She will call, calm down," Mordecai spoke up, eyeing Rhydian suspiciously.