Find the Gap

~Raina~

Damian called on a Tuesday morning.

Not through a lawyer. Not through a mutual contact. Directly, on my personal line, which told me he had been patient long enough and had decided that patience was no longer serving him.

I answered on the third ring.

"Raina." His voice was the same as it had been at dinner: warm, unhurried, the voice of a man who had decided long ago that composure was mo