The son of the second Marshal had a Receiver and after Pablo killed him, that Receiver was given to Flashy.
Now on the same Receiver, the second Marshal, Luther was calling his son.
Flashy had fear written all over his face. He had yet to pick up the call.
"Did he call for the first time since you got this Receiver?" Pablo asked.
"No. He calls daily. I have talked with him like his son for three days straight."
"Then do it today as well." Draxus said, coming out of the bathroom.
Flashy looked at him. "Sorry for the vomit. And just because I talk with him daily doesn't mean I don't feel any fear."
"Pick up or he will feel something amiss. Keep it on speaker." Pablo said.
Draxus sat on the floor and Flashy had no choice but to answer the call.
BEEP!
He picked up the call and it was on speaker.
Flashy took a deep breath and said, "Hey dad."
"How are you, my son?" The second Marshal replied.
"I am good and well. What about you?"
