This struck him as odd since only a handful knew his contact.

Without hesitation, Theodore dialed the unknown number.

A distorted, grating voice, clearly manipulated by a voice changer, answered.

“Mr. Anderson, you finally pick up. So, does this mean you're done caring about her Life?"

Those words sent a chill down Theodore's spine. Trying to keep his voice steady, he asked, “What are you implying?”