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Gary sat in the car and adjusted his seat. He leaned back into the chair, holding his phone. He put the phone away with an incredibly sour expression after he ended the call.
He raised his hands to his temples and rubbed them hard, feeling a headache coming. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind and he made another call.
The call went through very quickly.
Gary regulated his composure before saying monotonously, "Xyrion."
"Gary." There seemed to be a hint of hesitation and nervousness in Xyrion's voice. "It's you!"
"Yeah, it's me." Gary's voice was low and unhurried. "I'm sure you know why I'm calling."
It was silent for a while before Xyrion replied mockingly. "Why would I know why you're calling? It's not like we're close."
Gary scoffed. "I don't have much of a relationship with you, but I'm close to your half-brother, Yandrea."
"And?" Xyrion said in a deep voice.