Chapter 135: Time to make everyone pay
The prison officer at the desk barely glanced up as Philip stepped into the security office. He walked in like he owned the place. In many ways, he did. With a smirk, he reached for the phone. The officer didn’t stop him he didn’t even look him in the eye.
Philip dialed the number slowly, deliberately.
It rang once.
Twice.
Then: click.
A soft, almost frightened voice answered. "Hello?" Philip leaned back in the chair, voice smooth, casual, but cold as ice.
"It’s time you returned to the country."
A long pause followed.
"Isn’t it too soon?" the voice asked, hesitantly.
"Now is the perfect time, don’t let anyone know you are back," Philip replied. "I’ll help bring your plan into motion. Every piece, every target. But first..."
He leaned forward, fingers curling around the receiver. "You’re going to do something for me."