It was all his doing.

“Turn him over to the police," Brian ordered.

After ending the call, he contemplated for a moment before dialing Sanford.

He wondered if Sanford finished what he asked him to do.

Rosalynn had nearly been hurt because of him. He ought to stay closer to her and make amends.

“Hey, Brian. What's the reason for the call? Hmm, seems Like you're bad in bed." Sanford's voice came through the phone.

Brian scowled.

"What nonsense are you taking about?"

“Huh? Aren't you at Rosalynn's place? Didn't you two just...you know, have sex? Are you done already?”

Brian rolled his eyes.

“How did you find out? Did you run into Maggie?"

“You're quite perceptive."

Brian didn't feel Like continuing the conversation. He went straight to the point.

"Did you take care of what I asked?"

“What would that be?"

“What do you think?"

“Oh, the apartment across from Rosalynn's?" Sanford chuckled.

"It's taken care of, but it'll be a while before the current owner moves out and transfers the ownership."

At least he had completed the task.

“Alright, goodbye." Brian was about to end the call.

“Hey, can't wait to be with her? Brian, are you having some...performance issues?

“Fuck off!"