Lethal Pride

Dante

I was walking out of a meeting that I had not paid attention to when my phone vibrated in my hand. It was an insistent vibration. Not many people call me directly. Even fewer call me twice in a row.

I looked at the screen. Saw that it was Zev calling. Something in my chest felt tight. I answered the phone right away. "Talk," I said.

There was a lot of noise on Zev’s end of the call. I could