OLD FLAMES

Angel's heart began to pound as she waited for David to pick up.

She wasn't quite sure why she was calling him yet.

All she knew was that she had to hear from him.

On the third ring, he finally answered the call.

"Hello?" He said in a grumpy voice. "Who is this?"

After ten years in the states, it was getting more difficult to pick up his English accent.

However those that really knew him could pick up the slips from time to time.

She took a deep breath, before she felt semi prepared to answer.

"It's Angel," she said, her voice coming out even shakier than she had hoped.

He went silent for a few seconds, and it began to feel like he was going to end the call.

From the other side of the room, Eli observed Angel.

Her body language read, 'caged' and 'forced.'