Shattered Peace

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

I answered the call and immediately heard a cold voice screech, “Valerie!”

It was Tristan. I guess he must have come out of the ER.

“Yes!” I answered. Upon seeing I’m on a call, Luke stood up and went to get some drinks.

“What are you doing?” I could tell that the man on the other side of the line was not in a good mood.

“I’m having barbecue now!” I told him, frank